Three things I noted on a trip to Kinsley, KS
Winter’s Afghan
Sparing no expense
Brilliant white yarn
Finely crocheted with thin needle
Many rows of single stitches
French knots irregularly inserted
Loose double stitched rows
Granny squares here or there
All organically edged together
And lying atop a vast, dark brown, wood-grained table
The Pheasant Float
Viewed my first flying pheasant gliding from the highway all the way to the middle of the white and brown winter fields; with wings outstretched unmoving, and motionless tail spread long behind; just gracefully and swiftly skimming the ground’s surface like a self-maneuvering brown kite. What a sight.
Wind Farm at Night
There’s a wind farm
Just east of Dodge
On highway 56
At night
Invisible
Except for red lights
Turning on together
In pretty red rows
Turning off together
Into complete darkness
Like red Christmas lights
Blinking slow
On, then off
Many rows of red lights, then darkness
Windmills
At night
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