You may recall that I photographed this tree last fall and Faye suggested visiting it during succeeding seasons. Today was a good day to visit in winter, and look at it from a slightly different angle. It was perhaps the most wintry day of the season so far. A light blanket of snow drapes the cornfield; the only thing I could not capture was the -9C temperature and roughly -15C wind chill. Winter, indeed.
I will revisit sometime in the spring.
That’s what we think it was. An old house used to be next door; it was knocked down a few years ago to create another half acre of farmland. We were pleased that this old building has survived so far. What stories it must have to tell!
Wheat harvest is in full swing. A combine marches through the wheat; when it reaches the end of this swath it will do-si-do and roundabout onto the next swath.
Combines are beginning to take off the wheat, I expect this field will succumb soon to the march of the harvest.
Lately, I have been drawn to fields of winter wheat. They are ripening, nearing harvest. Combines have been moving through town and on local roads, presumably pre-positioning for the harvest hustle and bustle.
It’s one of the early, large scale crops to come off. This field will come off soon. With this weekends’ predicted very hot weather, soon may be a very few days from today.
I’m drawn in, reminded of what a fruitful, bountiful part of the word I’m blessed to live in.
Winter wheat, ripening on a warm summer day.
This scene was much too gorgeous to bypass. It’s important to stop sometimes and appreciate the bounty that graces our lives.
A recent sunset was tranquil, restful, calming.
This tree stands, living through snow, rain, cold, heat, anything and everything thrown at it. It doesn’t rail against, revile, complain about, whine about the onslaught. Life is what it is, to be accepted and dealt with.
Another sign that the season is turning, the first significant snow. It’s beautiful to see, though the cold – minus 14 wind chill – is unseasonable and biting. It’s good to experience such cold. Makes me feel more alive and much more grateful to have a snug home.
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