This dirt road near my home trundles off into the woods where I came on an old homesite and a couple of ruined buildings which could have been school houses or possibly churches and another that was obviously a burn site with nothing remaining to be seen except an old brick chimney and some fences around the perimeter.
Sparrows balance on windblown grasses on a partly cloudy autumn day.
I am not certain what crop was growing in this field, but I believe it is sorghum. I took the photo one afternoon just as the world was turning dark. The falling shadows and gray sky made the stems appear frosted and gave the trees on the horizon a mystic blue tone.