Remembering the brave men & women
who put their lives on the line
for our freedom.
This morning we heard the familiar
sound of the swather mowing the
hay in the field across the road from us.
This is not our property,
but it has brought us so much pleasure.
It is the view from my kitchen window
and I love it :)
Spring, Summer, Fall & Winter . . .
it's a lovely view :)
This is our yard,
but on the other side of our picket fence
is this lovely hay field.
It's a lovely sight . . .
and a lovely smell :)
We love just sitting on the porch
and watching when they are working the field.
Some day I am sure that this field will be
filled with new homes . . .
all made out of ticky-tacky
and all looking just the same . . .
but I hope it is not in my lifetime.
It's a peaceful view
that we thoroughly enjoy.
Can you almost smell
the new mowed hay?
It's heavenly :)
Have a lovely week
Your blogging sister,