Scenes From The Tractor
I consider myself fortunate in many ways.
I have lots of space to work and play.
I have critters of all shapes and sizes with some roaming freely and some usually behaving themselves in large grazing fields (you know who you are). I have garden space to while away hours weeding or tending precious seedling starts or preparing the copious amount of produce for storage and consuming. I have tons of free fertilizer at my disposal to use at my whims.
I have the forest with its tall canopies and forage-able fungus, the river with its ocean going salmon, natural trout, a smattering of beaver and otters too. I have my firewood project to keep me occupied while the rest of the world is embroiled in controversy, a very pesky virus and the latest round of icy storms.
I may not have come through it all unscathed, but I have to stop myself from getting wrapped up in it all and enjoy the sheer fabulousness of my day-to-day farm life.
So on these days of riding/surfing on the front of a loader tractor of hay bales, firewood or anything that needs to be moved, I am reminded that seeing the beauty in the common things is being most fortunate and truly grateful for the bounty that is all around me. This a story of the common things, of smelling the dirt that crumbles in my hand, of attending to a newborn calf, of stretching barb wire with stiff leather gloves, of running the logging roads with the goofy dogs, of enjoying each adventure.
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Beautifully said. It reminds me to rejoice in “the sacrament of the present moment.”
Thank you