The True Harvest of My Life—-Sunday, November 6, 2016

“The true harvest of my life is intangible—a little star dust caught, a portion of the rainbow I have clutched.”–Henry David Thoreau

grand-mesaOur days have been a sanctuary…cool nights, warm days…a tad on the dry side

leavesWalking through the falling leaves is a true simple joy….the crushed leaves scent the air, an intoxicating mix mingling with the smell of the corn as it rushes into the hopper then into the waiting grain truck. We are so dry the warm air seems to fling me up like a kite

one-downThen late Friday night…while we were just getting home from the Elevator (8:00 p.m–we were four trucks from the last load.  A long-long day) The clouds started rolling in.

sun-through-the-storm(This is the sunset while waiting in line)


small-lighteningThen late, late in the evening a storm played along the Plateau.  I took my camera into the dark and dull night.  Hoping against hope I just MIGHT get to capture a lightning strike.

I stood in last year’s bean field standing in the dead pinto bean vines;  Boomer somewhere close by and Min-Min cat washing her paws next to me…the storm  sweeping across the plateau with a dark curtain of rain coming toward our farm, when I actually got a lightening bolt.

Small though it was.

From my world to your heart




23 thoughts on “The True Harvest of My Life—-Sunday, November 6, 2016

  1. Linda, you evoke the season so beautifully. The elements are so alive where you live. They certainly can’t be ignored. I always feel I’m breathing your air when I read these posts. From my spring to your autumn, greetings across the world.

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  2. Those are all beautiful shots. I like lightning far away. It scares the bejezzus out of me close. Glad you got at least a little rain. I’m ready for a little less for awhile. Wish I didn’t like the winter so much but I do. I’m hoping it kills some of the bugs. They are getting worse every year.

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