Across the rolling grass filled hills of Mayes county, Oklahoma, out about a a few miles on a dirt road, three miles from Hwy 28A, and...

He stood there in the yard, looking about, seeing what he could see, proudly of course, he was the only ass on the place. He meandered...

A cloudy night with fog rolling over and settling downward, with spring being new still, from winters hold; the bareness of the big...

Pull the two wires together. Pull up in the seat, whickem, .... woooo....weoo Plack. Plack. ......Plack Plack Plack Plack....hootcha...

Watch it now as the clouds roll it up inside of them. See the Sunday fire as it built across the full width of the sky. Squint your brow...

The day opened up so wide with the mornings light; the winds had started vociferously and made their way across the state, almost as...

The field and grass are changing colors, from dark brown to emerald green, the fence is there in what may be a tinge of rust and...

Will is out and saddled up on his horse Soapsuds, on this partially cold and cloudy day, the pair in one accord as the days' first breeze...

Just a few days ago, when the grass was still brown as the mud it surrounded, and the limbs of the trees were aching to show themselves...

The sun. That little piece of sunshine as it pulls back these black clouds full of rain, try's it best to spin the cold to leave. The...

Look out! Be careful!! Don't step THERE....... you'll damage the goods of the beautiful beginnings of the most beautimous lawn in the...

Just a road, out west of town, not many travelers make it around, But Spring has Sprung: Across the great pasture is brown, but will be...

I wish I could have been perfect. Perfection dissapeared in my teens, and I rode this road with the seat just a little loose, with the...

The grass is brown. Except that small little patch in the front. The wire in the fence is cold. Cold enough that a person doesn't want...

When the bones rock this way, and the Chevrolet green and cream smack together like pieces of fine art, cutting the canvas, and the hands...

It was actually built on about a block or two of rural ground, with a farm out the front door, another on its left, and a row of...

When the essence of nighttime pours in and wraps itself slowley and firmly around us, when the last small piece of sunshine pulls up and...

Colors shaped around the thoughts of evening, the brilliant reds and shades of pink, yellow and black, can warp the mind into the...

I think back on the ancient days, Those days when I was younger, When things that happened and I could feel a part of each one. Time has...

Knowing light of the daytime can capture all the souls, and pour them together into a mix of happy, gloomy, weird, wild, sad, and glad...