29 October 2010

Where my head is...

 The sweet smell of decaying apples in the crisp fall air.

I'd like to take a book and sit here under the trees,
feeling the warmth of the sun and watching the sheep graze in the field.

1 comment:

  1. hi beannie! love these. I want to sit next to the sheepies and listen to them chew cud. oh wait, that's cows.. Sheep graze, you're right. :-)

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