By this time of year the soybean fields are a beautiful green of such depth that they seem to be animated, especially when they are caressed by the winds and the green waves roll across the fields.
Another post from our recent trip to New Buffalo, MI. There are two large willow trees (don’t you just love willow trees?) behind a hotel on the marina. I found this cature beneath the boughs of one of those old willows.
It has taken some time for me to come to appreciate living on the plains of Illinois. I prefer the shore, and miss the wooded beauty of western Michigan. On the other hand, the unobstructed view of the heavens is its own beauty here. Taken just behind where we live.