Planting Time

The planted field is a thing of beauty Rich soil combed in rows so straight a blanket of seeds just beneath the surface Soon the sprout will break the surface drinking in the sunshine Roots branching winding a finding their ways deeper drawing water and nourishment the crop is growing A hungry world is watching [...]

Planting Time2026-02-03T21:26:50+00:00

Days of Rain

It's November yet the grass is springtime lush fresh mowed lawns look e'er so new and yet I know around the corner a cold wind comes our way so saw the firewood keep it dry for the day that's coming We see so dimly take a seed that looks so plain and lifeless a handful, [...]

Days of Rain2026-02-03T21:27:23+00:00

Early Morning Darkness

In early morning darkness there's soft, pattering rain striking cold glass windows winter, calling again Winds whisper gently "You need this". Soils will soak it in hold it for summer's plants to gain and surge to harvests plenty Gray light yields more gray and black leafless trees etched in ink road lines all laid [...]

Early Morning Darkness2026-02-03T21:27:33+00:00

Thunder Rumbles

Thunder rumbles but shies away somehow having lost its way to my front step my whole farm Its sister rain is hiding too as thunder teases us raindrops fall other places succoring thirsty plants How does this work? we are led to ponder the pathways thunder takes the byways rain does course I, like [...]

Thunder Rumbles2026-02-03T21:28:21+00:00

The Rain Came…Late

September found us hot and dry thirsty people thirst crops thirsty lawns, flora and fauna Drought, they called it and there we were United there town and gown and country folk farmers and sidewalk pounders alike And then the rains came soft and gentle soothing all the crops and people great full thank full [...]

The Rain Came…Late2026-02-03T21:28:30+00:00

Summer Rain*

Across the midwest prairies the summer rains come and go A lightning show with rolling thunder clouds piled higher than mountains and winds that gust all bow down to rain When plants and people begin to notice supply is running low they pause, look up, are reminded how small our efforts are The lightning, thunder, [...]

Summer Rain*2026-02-03T21:28:39+00:00

August Fog

Kinging the rain but just for a moment passing the night air lays heavily on morning breaking Don't we know the son is 'out there' Power on high coming burning through the fog, the flotsum jetsum of earth of humans coming, going so quickly We make our moves scurrying here..., and there... needing [...]

August Fog2026-02-03T21:31:46+00:00