As I set out on my walk this morning I took in the stunning view of the fields of grain in the morning light. The word’s to Sting’s utterly beautiful and heartbreaking song, Fields of Gold, slipped into my mind. As I walked, I looked around me and noticed all the simple, commonplace objects of the lives of the people I share this town with.
Gardens tended with care and love, trailers parked in driveways, wind chimes hanging from the corners of decks and roofs, bird feeders busy with early morning gatherers, cars, toys, bikes, flower pots, curtains fluttering in open windows, the sound of a baby crying. It all made such a beautiful picture.
And my heart filled with joy and with sadness. Because it’s been a tough year, and the last couple of weeks have been tougher still. I cling to the idea of beauty and of hope and with Sting’s words washing through me I smiled as I made my way through the sleepy streets of my little town.
Day 122 — May 1st. It hit a balmy 12 degrees today. Still, I’d rather that than what we had on Monday. I know that Spring is truly here now. I saw and heard a massive flock of cranes today. I was on a short walk in Morinville and suddenly I heard their beautiful, soft trilling overhead. I looked up. And nearly cried. They are so amazing to watch and listen to. Spring really is here now. It really is.
Day 64 — The drive to work this mornig was lovely. The hoar-frost on the trees and bushes made it such a beautiful scene. The mornings are getting lighter and lighter each day — I love seeing pink and magenta on the horizon when I step out the door.
The following post was supposed to be published on Sunday night — apparently I saved it as a draft, instead. Never did that before, so don’t know if it was my fault or WordPress did a random on me again. Anyway, here it is a few days late. . .
I’m borrowing from Sting tonight — the sun was glorious as it was going down tonight. Of course, the colours are not exactly as I saw them — need to download Adobe again and learn how to correct the colours. But, I want to share these anyway. So, here you go — a beautiful prairie summer sky.