It was a day of rest today. A day we should be sleeping in, going to church, spending time with family. But, like farmers, we make hay when the sun shines. Or in our case, cover greenhouses when there is no wind!
Which, in North Dakota, is a rare occurrence!
So faithful friends come to our rescue yet again and give up their day of rest. And they lift from me the weight of worry about if the snow will fly before we are covered.
My chosen professions leave me few weekends without work commitments. This was one of them. And I thoroughly enjoyed it.
Summer’s beauty was put to rest. While tossing the old I speculated on next year’s bounty. Like my farmer father I have faith next season will be better than the last.
And to top the weekend off my little mare treated me to a nice brisk walk across the freshly harvested fields.
How blessed am I!