Simple Beauty

Yesterday I accompanied Glenn on his daily farm chore of moving the cattle from one field to a fresh field.

I rarely do this as I am usually busy with my own tasks for the day.

Moving cattle is simple.  First, Glenn reconfigures a large pasture into a smaller one by strategically placing a temporary electric, one strand fence to create a boundary.  Then, he opens the gate between the two fields and the cattle slowly (if not very hungry) move onto the new, fresh grass.

Done.

grass is so tall that the electric fence wire is difficult to see

unreeling the electric fence wire...Why get off the 'mule' if I do not have to?

once the wire is reeled out,

Glenn turns around and places temporary fence posts to hold the wire

about 30" off the ground

This newly created field is located below the house and one which I look out onto every day, but never take my walks through that field. The grass is usually too tall and walking is difficult for me…not for cows.  My visits, over the years, to that exact location have been infrequent.

Being down in that field and observing the rest of the farm from a completely different viewpoint was amazing.  I got an entirely new perspective.

The farm is astonishingly beautiful.

I always thought so, but yesterday’s visit certainly verified that fact with clarity.

I am so lucky to call this special place home.

The evening ended with a fireworks show.  A nearby truck stop, about 2 miles away from us as the proverbial crow flies, was hosting a celebration.  We could hear the bangs, but could not see them from the house.  We jumped into the truck and drove down our driveway where the colorful drama was exploding just above the treetops between us and the event. 

It was as if we had our own personal fireworks display…what fun!

Definitely a perfect ending to a perfect day.