Making Hay

I love the time of year when the hay is rolled up. It's like nature's confetti sprinkled over rolling hillside.



Yeah, I know, that was bad.

Today, we're taking a foray into hay. Why don't I just go eat some hay, make things out of clay, lay by the bay? I just may!
(name that movie)

I like my hay to look a little sun-aged.

Trippy.

OK, this one does not feature hay, but it is outside and pretty.

I love seeing old chimneys and wondering what home they used to belong to.