The storms have left (for a spell, anyway).
The mornings now wake to bright October sun, frost laying heavy in the indigo-blue of the shadows and as thick sparkling shards of light everywhere else.
This is all good for the drying stems of corn,
And the bright yellow/gold ears hanging down toward the ground (harvest will start sometime in November or December for our corn–fingers crossed!)
The corn fields are still visited regularly
Providing food and shelter in the rustling leaves
The night world is busy…ever so busy
The wild creatures fill the space between dark and light
Boomie and I and Mindy-cat walk along ever so silently — along the farm roads by the drying corn. Listening to the music of the rustling of the rustling corn leaves and watching for
Those creatures who live on this bountiful and blessed farm!
From my world to your heart,