As I told you yesterday, I could hear the tractor moving across the field somewhere, but try as I might, I could not see where, so I continued taking pictures in my garden, anticipating the excitement of the big day. Hay Day!
Out back of Forget-Me-Not Cabin I look down the path that Wally carved out behind the hedge,
with the massive wild rose bush helping to create the corridor, the field to the left.
I just missed the first pass of the tractor
Stepping out further into the field, you can see the mower's swath on the left
and the palette we use to block the deer coming in between the hedge and the cabin.
In the foreground the tractor's wheel mats the grass
and in middle ground, you can see the mowed grass, the new hay
and the same, looking to the left, the northeast,
There is the tractor to the south, rounding this section of the field.
Looking down I spy an irridescent bug in the grass
She is really quite small, maybe 3/4 of an inch. I ponder the mass of life that the mower will destroy.
My feelings of excitement and sadness mix.
Soon the crows move in to take advantage of what is revealed.
The tractor makes a second pass
Pulling the mower behind him
About an hour later, we can see how the field has been divided and mowed in sections
Coming downhill, we can see a middle section of standing grass
Removing that middle section
and he's done this part of the field.
You can get a sense of the ravine that runs behind the field in this shot.
The day grew warmer as it drew towards noon. The crows were having a party all afternoon, calling to each other in their different voices. The sweetness of the new mown hay was intoxicating in the afternoon heat as it filled the house.
Thank you for visiting again and keeping me company on my creative journey. Today I will be in the studio.
keeping lovingkindness and compassion for all sentient creatures in our hearts
including ourselves ;)