Back in October. This hickory to the east of the milk barn likes to put on a fall show; especially in the evenings as in this shot.
Fall means cooler weather; so off we go to get firewood. Here is the dairy farmer himself, ripping into this limb.
This sycamore fascinated me with its wet bright green trunk; the peeled white part sets it off. Plus the smaller limb growing straight up looks like a separate tree in the background.
In October I found this box turtle fairly freshly dead; just lying on the ground by a stump. I took it and wedged it into the fork of this tree. About 4 or 5 days later the shell was back on the ground and quite empty except for a few tiny bones. I picked it up and wedged it back in to place.
Heifers happily eating their breakfast.
Finally; Bella, the happy dairy doggy!