Abstract Hope

When Spring is just around the corner, these strands of fescue pick up the low-angled sunlight just enough to make them pop out against the gray trees.

Last Shout Out to Winter

Today I decided to give you a picture representing the last hangings on of life during the cold winter months. This is a sprig of Honey Suckle wrapping up a short grape vine. Grapes grow wild in this region, but they can sometimes become a nuisance. The problem is when nature isn't allowed to take its course with fires and clearings. There are records in the diaries of settlers coming into the Ozarks and crossing paths with large groves of briars, grapes, and thistles. They would coat the creek lands and riverbeds, but among the prairie, things were fair and wide.