Things began just as they should today: the summer sun rose in the east, a butterfly lighted on the butterfly bush, the cattle came up to the top pasture for water. Life continues: the sun rises and sets. My heart is heavy, though. My farmer uncle passed away after a valiant fight with cancer. He and my farmer daddy were the embodiment of the term "stewards of the land." My dad's bout with Alzheimer's and my uncle's death have forced me to look at farm life in a true and serious light. I've come to the conclusion that there is no better life.
These great men taught me many valuable life lessons. Today the lesson that played out: make hay while the sun shines.
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| Cowboy cutting the hay a couple days ago |
Even in our grief the hay harvest demands our full attention. So... we baled hay today.
Alfalfa in bloom is one of summer's sweetest perfumes. I would think it a compliment if some ....let's say...Cowboy said, "You shore do smell purdy...jest like my purple alfalfa blossoms."
Another of summer's delightful scents: hay!
The tractor seat was mine...(yes, I was excited!!)
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| My refuge for the afternoon |
Here's a sampling (welcome to my brain):
Green acres is the place to be. Farm livin' is the life for me. Thank you, God, for letting me follow even for a moment in the footsteps of my Dad and Uncle.
Thought in my head: farm living!!
Song in my head: the theme song to Green Acres
Thought in my head: I love being a country girl
Song in my head: Thank God I'm a Country Boy
Thought in my head: I'm cold
No song...just a nonchalant adjustment on the air conditioner (a look in the rearview mirror to the sweaty hay crew...sorry guys).
I am ever thankful to be the farmer's daughter....and to have been another farmer's niece.
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| The wildflower bouquet I picked tonight. Weeds? Absolutely NOT! |
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