Rain pouring down. Mud squishing between my toes and over my ankle as I walk down long rows of corn. The rain is dripping off my nose as I lug my heavy bucket of corn toward the wagon. I start humming "Showers of Blessings".
Its a happy moment.
Standing precariously in the back of a truck. Green rolling fields flash by on either side. The wind is cool and I notice the thunderclouds that are giving us the welcome shade. Thanks to our driver the mud holes and gravel road is that much more exciting.
Its a happy moment.
Bent over tomato plants. Its been a long day and evening is coming on. I slowly stand up and lean a little farther back than needed just to un-kink my back. The sun is low on the horizon. Its orangy light is catching the dust stirred up by a passing truck. I take a look around at the horse pasture, the pond, the silos, and fields of corn.
Happy moments. There have been so many of them. I can't even begin to describe them all.
2 comments:
It was a happy moment to read your blog. It is nice to find those treasured moments admist the craziness of life on the farm. I hope you relish many more.
So HAPPY for your happy moments, knowing that these documented ones are a mere representative of many more treasured away in your memory. I love you!
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