IN MORNING LIGHT
In the morning fog, familiar scenes appear completely different from the ordinary. Sometimes I feel I am stepping back in time or watching a magical show that is constantly changing before my eyes.
As the sun rises, the vapor slowly dissipates and the magical moment gives way to the brightness of a new summer day.
One must train the eye to see beyond the mundane.
DOG DAYS OF SUMMER
HAZY, HOT AND HUMID IN THE VALLEY
Dog Days of Summer are hazy, hot, and humid with afternoon showers in the daily forecast. Corn grows by leaps and bounds in this kind of weather. Yet, strong winds and heavy rains can wipe out an entire field in one violent thunderstorm. Summer has a way of possessing the land.
The road disappears in a sea of corn leaves.
After a rain, you can smell the honey-sweet scent of clover and milkweed.....you can see the hot air rise and shimmer....and you can hear the cracking and stretching of the corn stocks in the hot July heat.
As shadows lengthen, a Whippoorwill sings from the lower woods, twin fawns romp in the freshly mowed hay, and barn swallows flit above the corn catching insects.
The night sky sparkles with fireflies and dances with shooting stars. Heat lightening darts about the clouds threatening another storm.
These are the long hot days of summer we dream about in winter.
Take joy in the season and be thankful for the sun and rain that brings the harvest.
FIELD & FENCE
A MOMENT IN MAY
There is a moment in May when all the world begins to show color. Day by day the earth warms and the air softens. The mountainside transforms from amber browns to shades of green and blossom white.
By May, the fields come into glory with new grass, grain, and hay. Blossom and wildflower petals flutter in the slightest breeze. Delicate sunbeams play among the clouds casting light, shade, and shadows. Snow-mountain streams and meadow brooks rush carelessly out to sea.
One touch of nature makes the whole world kin.
SPRING IS IN THE AIR
WALKING THE FIELD LANE
Spring is in the air. Like the words of a love song from the past "I feel it in my fingers. I feel it in my toes." Surprisingly, I had that 'feeling of spring' while walking the field lane today. A 'feeling' can be hard to express to others who are not there with you, but I do believe, warmer sunny days are just around the corner for Central Pennsylvania.
Yesterday afternoon, my neighbor saw a groundhog basking in the warm sun. He said groundhog sightings in February are unheard of around here, but he agrees with the old timers who say, "an early Easter brings an early spring." Having been a farmer most of his eighty-plus years and having a great understanding of animals, I'm convinced his observation is right.
Seeing ducks, birds, and animals traveling in pairs and working to construct a nesting home for their little ones is another sure sign that love is in the air and spring is near.
Birds are the first to herald springtime. Hearing the Red-Winged Blackbird's "chit-squeeze" territorial call and the Flicker's cranky squawk echoing through the valley today caused my step to grew lighter and my heart to race faster as if receiving good news from an old friend. Winter will soon be past no matter if the weatherman predicts a wintry mix for this afternoon.
Stay positive and take joy in the day,