I always planted a large vegetable garden until a few years back. Something about Springtime, the smell of freshly turned soil! (I can smell it) pick it up and it crumbles in your hand. Watch the earth worms move and give you the finger! (I betcha I caught you off guard on that one, GOTCHA!)
From the first time of watching my Grandfather place this tiny seed into the ground and realizing that this seed becomes a green plant that grows and matures into amazingly wonderful mind numbing wonderment!!! In about 90 days you have bountiful food such as deliciously sweet, mouth watering sweet corn. You watch with anticipation as the ears form on the six foot tall stalk of greenery. The ears form silk and you can't wait for the first taste of magnificence. There is something about breaking the ear off that makes you feel a kindred spirit with Mother Earth it's rewarding. Unwrapping the husk from the succulent juicy ears lined up for your toothly pleasure. It fills you with kinship to all of your forefathers, ah life's treasures.
To me the number one marvel among marvels is "the giving of life". Every single Spring I am in awe as I drive through the countryside. Little creatures are popping up in the fields like dandelions! The yearly rites of life appear.
Momma and Dadddy Canadian Geese proudly walk their yellow furry ones. Get too close and you will get a beak full verbally and bittingly! If this sight does not stir your heart, you might as well be dead...
One of my favorite animal pleasures is watching kittens playing, their sooo full of themselves, ah life "sometimes" is fun, rewarding, precious and MAGNIFICENT!!!
On one of our springtime rides in the country a few years ago, a brief shower came from out of nowhere. You know the kind, its sunny and clear and in no time a rain hits and is sunny once again. The windshield still drips with raindrops as the sun peers out from the clouds. Someone has opened a stage curtain to behold the most amazingly beautiful rainbow off my life, exactly above the hill where Holstien Cows and their calves graze. I feel goose bumps reminiscing about this to this day! The darknesss of the moving storm was behind the rainbow and the sunlight shines off the wet green spring grass of the hillside. Perhaps 50 calves and their mother line the picturesque hillside giving a 3D effect to the hillside.
The Harvest of Life could be so bountiful "IF" we could stay tapped into the right frame of mind! You attempt you darndest and sometimes you succeed. Too damn many outside forces seem to gnaw away at you. The consistent rat biting although small builds to a crescendo and some turn to outside forces to sooth their ragged spirits. Help come in many forms, a bottle, a pill, a happy cigarette, anything to take off the edge. Athletes turn to sports for that natural endorphin high. Yoga, meditation, prayer,
reading, writing etc.
THIS POST HAS TAKEN A SERIOUS TURN AND I WISH TO STOP AT THIS POINT... YOU SEE I HAVE FOUND SOMETHING RATHER LATE IN MY LIFE TO KEEP ME GOING AND MY POST YESTERDAY CALLED TIT BIT IS SOMETHING NEW, I WISH TO TRY. BEHIND THAT TITILIZING TAKE ON SOMETHING SO NATURAL SO BEAUTIFUL IS HIDDEN MEANING. LIFE BEGINS ANEW ANYTIME YOU CAN RENEW YOURSELF AND KEEP THE NOURISHMENT "THE HOPE" FLOWING.... As always thank you and goodnight my friends... glen view inc.