Silos breaching the skyline,
Large ****** of the landscape.
The smells of the barnyard are pungent..
Although not unpleasant, really, rather pleasant.
These old farms all along this winding road,
They've stood tall for a century or two.
Their clap board and stone attest to a time
When what was built was built to last.
The pictures taken don't quite take in the charm,
The nobility, the steadfastness, the breath of a solid life
People seem as scarce as hens teeth, not a soul to be seen.
Just horses lambs cows and cats and dogs.
Apr 30, 2016
Apr 30, 2016 at 10:32 PM UTC
Silos breaching the skyline,
Large ****** of the landscape.
The smells of the barnyard are pungent..
Although not unpleasant, really, rather pleasant.
These old farms all along this winding road,
They've stood tall for a century or two.
Their clap board and stone attest to a time
When what was built was built to last.
The pictures taken don't quite take in the charm,
The nobility, the steadfastness, the breath of a solid life
People seem as scarce as hens teeth, not a soul to be seen.
Just horses lambs cows and cats and dogs.
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