In blue skies a turkey buzzard glides on a beautiful fall day.
The summer grasses begin to brown as we enter fall.
Checking fences and the land we join
and many more to share our old farm fences and views.
We tour as the leaves fall from some trees
and others begin to turn.
We stop for a moment to view the Boston Mountain Range of the Ozarks from our part of the Salem Plateau. It is a beautiful day to be alive.
