Taama M. Forasiepi

How to make a Cherry-Apple Pie.

The forest canopy was full of yellow, red, and brown leaves catching the last of the setting sun’s rays. Their glow filled the forest with

When the laughter died away, they looked around at the forest. The light here was dimmer than in the orchard and a chill came over Charlie.

Charlie stepped on the running board and climbed aboard the carriage holding tight to the bench. Before he could get settled Ginny launched

CREEK! The gate hinges’ squealed as it twirled open and they exited the dairy. Driving over the hay they zoomed through Mercury’s stall.

They crossed the barnyard humming to the music from The Coop, but their hearts sank as the melody faded away.

After arriving, they walked up a narrow ramp leading into the chicken coop. Honey disappeared into a small hole big enough for a hen.

Charlie’s feet landed with a splash as he jumped off the stair. His new rubber boots were warm and dry. Walter landed next to him.

Warmed by the fire, Walter snoozed listening to the crackling logs. Something soft touched his head and he lifted one eyelid.

A cool breeze blows across the farmyard lifting the geese as they head south. It is autumn on the Marti farm and winter hangs in the air.

How can black and white shade studies brighten your day? Well, I must warn you, it is a tedious exercise, but the benefits are overwhelming