I had originally intended to post this last night, but in a moment of Friday night needing to get out of the box, posted something a little different. Now in the light of Saturday morning, we continue with our regularly scheduled programming .
Seasonal changes in the fields in the community where I live are a constant reminder of change
When I hear the drone of the tractor, I know change is happening out there
Beauty is plowed under, the field made ready
The barren field prepares for change
Here we go again
Beauty, seeming emptiness, fruitfulness, emptiness, a return to beauty
Change is cyclical, leading to growth and beauty.
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I think that this is a pretty exciting change – from bare ground to one teeming with life. 🙂
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A definite change from season to season! Thanks, Imelda.
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The circles of life – beautiful photos too, Angeline!
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Thank you Anne. Indeed the circles of life!
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Great shots of change that holds promise! Mine was more pessimistic 🙂
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Thanks Madhu….it is what it is.
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A beautiful set of photos, Angeline. Yes, many sights show change is in the air but, as you noted, there are sounds indicating that change is here. The tractors, the songbirds’ return, thunder. Change is all around.
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Thanks John. Until I wrote this, I don’t think I had ever given much thought to “hearing” change. Definitely a big part of taking it all in.
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Beautiful!!! 🙂
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Thank you.
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Spring’s blooms bursting with life and vibrance. Fun, fun, fun!
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I certainly hope you’re having a fun weekend!
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“… leading to growth beauty.” a wonderful way to perceive change. Thank you, Angeline!
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As always, thanks for stopping to comment, Amy.
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To every season … what change could be more meaningful to our lives than that which occurs in planted fields? Lovely.
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Thanks Patricia. I think it mirrors our lives as we grow older.
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Beauty, indeed!
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Thanks Teresa. I appreciate your visit.
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Ummm – yes, the beautiful cycle (though I must say the yellow of a mustard seed field is more appealing than the ripening corn, no matter how much more useful it is!). 🙂
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I so agree abut the mustard, but I think it would dry out of its own accord if not plowed.
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You’re right, of course. That made me think of Mum and pruning the rose bush she insisted on growing in the semi-tropics. We would agree it was looking spindly and in need of a good prune and a rest and she’d say “as soon as it’s finished flowering” and of course it’d never stop flowering and months would go by and the rose bush got more and more straggly and ugly, but still bearing a flower or two she couldn’t bear to cut it down …
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You’ve made me laugh ( and almost cry) with this story. I think your Mum and I would have been good friends. It’s taken me a lot of years to let go of a plant. Now I just tell it I’m sending it back to its source as I put it into the recycle bin.
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The maize field made my heart very warm, having grown up a farm!
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I’m so glad you found this post, then. There is something so special about farms and ranch land that I love. Thanks for your visit.
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How lovely the photos and words. 🙂
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Thank you Paulette! This area of the Central Valley of California is beautiful.
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Love seeing this kind of change. It has a purpose that reaps benefits. Thanks for sharing.
BE ENCOURAGED! BE BLESSED!
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Thank you, Francine; I think all change has purpose, but we fight it so sometimes.
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