I like sitting in the rocking chair on the front porch on weekends while having a cup of coffee. You can watch the traffic go by on our country road. We often have the electric fence up in the front yard while the cows clip down the grass. Sometimes, like in the photo below, you can watch a thunderstorm approaching from the north and catch a glimpse of rain cascading down from the clouds above.
We watched with interest as a tractor worked up the soil in an apparent race with the rain clouds, trying to get finished before the dirt turned to mud.
We are somewhat sad about the field across the road. You see, a developer bought that field and is turning it into a subdivision. Our house in the country will soon be surrounded by homes and traffic. Time marches on, I guess, and we'll make the best of it. Maybe there will be families across the road that develop a taste for 'country eggs' and won't mind the sound of roosters crowing and cows mooing.
As I walked across the road to check the mail yesterday, I noticed something in the field that brought a smile to my face. I saw soybeans popping up in the field. At least one more season of agriculture across the street! One more season of watching a crop grow up instead of concrete and framing.
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