Sometimes

Across the fields of yesterday
He sometimes comes to me,
A little lad just back from play–
The lad I used to be.

And yet he smiles so wistfully
Once he has crept within,
I wonder if he hopes to see
The man I might have been.

By Thomas S. Jones, Jr.



Sunday’s Backyard Birds

Saturday Morning

A snow Goose among Geese

Broken Fence Meadow



M & T Bank Stadium

Stadium sign gets a makeover.

The Dog Days of Summer

Betty bakes until golden on the outside and slightly doughy on the inside.



A New Addition

On my way home from work Friday I noticed this cow laying by herself near a creek. The reason I noticed this particular cow was because it was feeding time and all the rest of the herd was eating at the barn, a couple of hundred yards away. When I stopped to take  a picture she mooed and stood up. That is when I noticed her condition. After arriving home and eating dinner, my wife Candy and I took a short drive to check on the cow’s progress and saw this:

Struggling to keep its balance the newborn stands his ground.

Thursday’s Path

 

Quote for the day

 

“They were watching, out there past men’s knowing, where stars are drowning and whales ferry their vast souls through the black and seamless sea.”   

Tuesday’s Pictures

 

 

 

Ravens Stadium very early this morning by night vision