End of an Era

Father and son work the bale elevator. 
I remember haying. Prairie hay harvest has always been a big part of summer on the farm.  Meadows of prairie grass are cut, dried and baled to feed cattle through the winter. 

Wait For It

Our story begins with a black hen. There is also a golden hen and a few more tiny little characters, but we'll learn about them later.

The black hen was of a persuasion that believed in sitting on a clutch of eggs for an extended period of time with the firm hope that this would result in baby chicks hatching.

Someone Else Had It First

Lilies grace a garage sale bird bath. 
Good garden accessories (yard art!) enhance the beauty of the plants and flowers in the garden.  Options abound. Selections vary from practical to whimsical. It is the gardeners prerogative to choose what best reflects their interests and personality. 

Whatever is Lovely

Our thoughts are like flowers (or maybe weeds) in the garden of our lives. What we think influences our peace and happiness. We have options. We get to choose! 

Think well.

Welcome Spring!

The snowball bush is heavy with lush blooms.
Spring has been a bit timid this year. Just when it seems the weather is settled, there's a cold snap and we're back in the house again.