Somewhere Over the Rainbow Might Be Here.

Somewhere over the rainbow might be here.

Standing in the middle of someone else’s white lawn.

Once upon a time, it was a farmer’s field, I’m sure.

Out in God’s country where the road snakes alongside the eastern shore of Cayuga Lake.

It’s not cold enough for a lake freeze. Yet.

But, I’m told that it just might do that later in the season.

When those of us who live here year round will either dig ourselves in for the rest of the winter or we will figure out how to make the best of it.

Shake it in our teeth like a terrier with a rag toy that squeaks; not giving up until that toy splits into pieces – its stuffing cascading onto the floor like fat snow flakes

That someone will have to pick up.  Later.

By then, we’ll be on to something else; one step closer to that rainbow’s end.   [gplus count=”true” size=”Medium” ]

 

 

 

Comments

    • htkhp says

      It surely is. And it’s just one of 11 of the Finger Lakes. When you have a spare 15 minutes, google the “finger lakes” region of New York state and see what you find. Your photography heart will weep with envy!

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