(...... I love that, JanieB)
And this morning I stopped to watch ..............................
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... A portly hot-air balloon seemingly suspended high, high in the pearlescent blue sky
.
... Expanse of flaxen wheat, gently undulating like a lazy Mexican wave in the placid, waft of the breeze
.
... Perceptibly endless panoramic view from atop the trail ..... my eye lingered on the distant wind turbines majestically rotating their lengthy, limbs in unison - sun glinting off them ....
.
... The deep, low drone of a bee, busily working its way from flower to flower greedily drinking up the powdery pollen
And this morning I stopped to watch ..............................
.
... A portly hot-air balloon seemingly suspended high, high in the pearlescent blue sky
.
... Expanse of flaxen wheat, gently undulating like a lazy Mexican wave in the placid, waft of the breeze
.
... Perceptibly endless panoramic view from atop the trail ..... my eye lingered on the distant wind turbines majestically rotating their lengthy, limbs in unison - sun glinting off them ....
.
... The deep, low drone of a bee, busily working its way from flower to flower greedily drinking up the powdery pollen
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