Winter wheat grasps spring sunshine.
Winter wheat grasps spring sunshine.

Country roads can be crowded at this time of year. Just to the left of the planterer you can see a car in the oncoming lane. One has to be patient and that’s fine. It’s good to slow down.

I am fortunate to live in a small town and to work in a rural area. This wheat field, spread out in the hot baking sun, will be harvested in a few days. Rural life has its own pace and rhythm, slower than the fast sometimes frenzied pace of the city, more in tune with the weather. I am very happy to live the pace.