of the farm.........they remind me of the beach that we used to visit when our children were small. However, these dunes are from the cotton field that lies behind the farm. The high winds and severe drought has blown all of the dirt into the grounds here.
Somehow, the prairie flowers still burst forth,
their vibrant blossoms waiving in the wind.
Closer to the house, the flower and rock beds are showing new flowers sprouting in the sun.
I had meant for this to be a rock garden only, which in the winter it is,
but in the spring, the marigold, cosmos and mountain garland, work their way inbetween the rocks and
have found it to be the perfect spot to bloom. Here's hoping that where ever you are, the rain is not flooding, the sky is not storming, the dry brush is not catching on fire and that somewhere, you have found a safe and content spot to be in.