This year has everyone puzzled. Everything is happening too soon. Flowers that usually bloom in June have bloomed in May. Here, for example, is the wild rose in our pasture. Normally it blooms in late June, yet here it is in all its glory on May 31.
Raspberries that we usually pick in early July are ripening now and the yucca blossoms that normally appear in June are already past their prime.
The most dramatic illustration of this strange season is in the ripe wheat in fields all around the countryside. Harvesting has begun, a month earlier than the earliest harvest on record. Here is one of the many wheat fields in our neighborhood. I photographed it last evening as a big thunderstorm approached.
We may never understand the cause of this fast forward action. I've decided not to worry about it, but to accept it for what it is. Instead of worrying I want to feast my eyes on the beauty of a ripe wheat field.
Every year these fields remind me of the song, "America The Beautiful," lyrics by Katherine Lee Bates. Driving down the gravel road beside the fields I am moved to sing.
O beautiful for spacious skies,
For amber waves of grain,
For purple mountain majesties
Above the fruited plain.
America! America!
God shed his grace on thee
And crown thy good with brotherhood
From sea to shining sea!
If, in 1931, "America The Beautiful" had been chosen as our national anthem instead of "The Star-Spangled Banner," would we have become a less war-like people? Would we emphasize brotherhood and beauty instead of bombs and rockets? Would we be more inclined to live and let live in peace? Having "America The Beautiful" as our country's theme song would give us a real fast forward.
Raspberries that we usually pick in early July are ripening now and the yucca blossoms that normally appear in June are already past their prime.
The most dramatic illustration of this strange season is in the ripe wheat in fields all around the countryside. Harvesting has begun, a month earlier than the earliest harvest on record. Here is one of the many wheat fields in our neighborhood. I photographed it last evening as a big thunderstorm approached.
We may never understand the cause of this fast forward action. I've decided not to worry about it, but to accept it for what it is. Instead of worrying I want to feast my eyes on the beauty of a ripe wheat field.
Every year these fields remind me of the song, "America The Beautiful," lyrics by Katherine Lee Bates. Driving down the gravel road beside the fields I am moved to sing.
O beautiful for spacious skies,
For amber waves of grain,
For purple mountain majesties
Above the fruited plain.
America! America!
God shed his grace on thee
And crown thy good with brotherhood
From sea to shining sea!
If, in 1931, "America The Beautiful" had been chosen as our national anthem instead of "The Star-Spangled Banner," would we have become a less war-like people? Would we emphasize brotherhood and beauty instead of bombs and rockets? Would we be more inclined to live and let live in peace? Having "America The Beautiful" as our country's theme song would give us a real fast forward.
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Love the connections!
Loved our conversation today too!
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