After a howling windy night and a mixed-precip morning, I went to do a little cloud-chasing, taking the southern route home over county 28.
That landed me close enough to Ooms, so I sat there awhile and did a sketch before starting home.
After a howling windy night and a mixed-precip morning, I went to do a little cloud-chasing, taking the southern route home over county 28.
That landed me close enough to Ooms, so I sat there awhile and did a sketch before starting home.
If I am worth anything later, I am worth something now. For wheat is wheat, even if people think it is a grass in the beginning.





