Thursday, September 11, 2014

Indiana corn field in the rain and poet, Norbert Krapf.

I took this photo yesterday while meandering out in the country in the rain.

"Be glad for moisture
hanging above
and beaded below,
for the color gray
in the sky,
for flat land where
corn and soybean touch
and stretch to a copse 
of spectral trees
on the horizon."

Poet Norbert Krapf

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