Monday, February 28, 2011

February Farewell

 Fresh flowers bid February fond farewell.
You are finished freezing and fretting
Though the freezing isn't finished,
And fretting isn't final,
February is finally finished
 Freezing and fussing.
February Fun

And Feasting, gone forever.
February brought Valentines for friends and family.
Fantasy fascinated the Farm Inspector.
No freezing or fighting with fantastic friends and family.
Jeff Foxworthy famously fools about fashioning a hole through two feet of ice, then waiting for food to swim by.
Very Funny, Foxworthy, but
Folks Fish in February.
Has Farmer Fred framed February?
Farmer Fred feels relief 
that February,
Fabulous and Frozen
Is Finally


Friday, February 25, 2011

Farmers and Spiders

Have you ever considered that farmers work a lot like spiders?
Spiders scurry around and work hard.
Like farmers, some put everything they have on the ground.
Then, they watch and wait.
the work is beautiful and helped by the weather
and sometimes it looks like a mess and is damaged by the weather.
The success of farmers and spiders cannot be judged by location
or looks.
And now, Farmer Fred is closing the door on this moment of philosophy. 
Have a great weekend.

Thursday, February 24, 2011

What is Important

Farmer Fred used to wonder why he had to practice for hours
To prepare for a piano recital.
When there were so many more important things to practice.
Times changes everything, especially your perspective of what is important.
While this is very important to a boy,
When this boy plays the piano
 Farmer Fred is smiling. And playing the piano
Makes the boy smile, too.

Wednesday, February 23, 2011

Days go By

The sun rises at 7:30 in the morning, but there is light in the sky long before that even on a cloudy day.
It is up in the sky until 6:00 in the evening, so we are enjoying plenty of daylight on these late February days.
That gives us plenty of daylight for hauling grain down the road.
Remember last November when Old Red got help from our new black beauty, Sterling Onyx?
This winter Old Red has been hibernating while his posse hits the road to deliver grain.
Last Summer Farmer Fred stored grain in every available space.
Including this one, which is not very modern or practical
but is a sentimental favorite. Notice that we have taken care to keep it in working order. We have added a metal roof with ladder and a new door. There are six smaller bins inside of the building, which we ignore. We fill it with one crop now, letting grain run through the dividers and over the tops of the walls. 
There was a day when that building held all of the crops produced on a family homestead.
We knew all of the secrets 
this place holds
 including where the apple trees are hidden.
So the work on this cold morning is tinged with a bit of nostalgia despite the modern equipment we set up.
Happy family occasions (Sonny, surrounded by his uncles and dad in 1948, is also the boy whose photograph is proudly displayed on the wall)
 have been celebrated 
on the familiar,
 long abandoned farmstead.
We enjoy the opportunity to reflect on the past as we work in the present.
Until the sun sets on GriggsDakota.