There is something wonderful about this life we live

I really don’t know how to put into words what it is

I think for me—it’s being at one with the land

Being part of the constant shift and care the farm requires

Being a part of those winged creatures who fill our skies

Yes, even the bugs.

The windswept experience —-dirt in the teeth, eyes, and ears

The predators,

The sparks of a bazillion stars

The whole parcel, which makes up our days,

And then there is that moment, of a wild heartbeat, when the glowing setting sun spreads across the heavens.

I know Terry and I are blessed.

From my world to your heart,

Linda