Friday, July 23, 2010

Down By the Creek


Farmer Fred was out checking fields on a warm summer evening. We came to the edge of the field and passed by hay that had been mown and raked.
The grassy land turns to marsh 
and we cross a creek.
This creek flows into the Sheyenne River and is often a body of water worthy of a canoe in the Spring of the year.
But the dry July has stopped its flow.
I leaned over the edge of the field access trail to photograph the old cement culvert that allows the water to pass through the section line.
It made me dizzy and I was happy to stand up and find the earth solidly beneath my feet.
The sweet smell of hay filled the humid summer air.
I could hear birds, including ducks as I stood in the otherwise still Summer evening.
Even tonight we must prepare for Winter in GriggsDakota.

1 comment:

  1. Mama Jane...I love your blog! It is so interesting to me...Randy and I have started growing some of our own food (this is our 2nd year) and I am eager to become more aware of where our food comes from, etc...and I love the farm! Especially in the summer...I can't wait to come back and visit..I know my kids would LOVE it!

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