The oppressive heat of the past few weeks has finally broken. Tonight at dusk I head outside, wondering how long it will take The Farmer to finish planting.
I see bats swooping for their supper.
I hear individual insect sounds blend together into one distant drone.
I feel an old black cat rubbing her friendship against my ankles.
As I savor the summer nightfall, the tractor pulls out of the field and heads for the shed. One alfalfa field planted. Tomorrow is another day.
"Because of the Lord's great love we are not consumed, for his compassions never fail. They are new every morning; great is your faithfulness. I say to myself, "The Lord is my portion; therefore I will wait for him." --Lamentations 3:22-24 NIV
what a beautiful sunset tonight! It was my reward every time I stepped out of the stinky chicken coop haha :)
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