I live on a farm ... — knitting

As I knit the tiny baby hat for the Caps to the Capital campaign, I consider the fact that perhaps a one-day premmie baby out there in the wide world, somewhere, will live because she (or he) had this little cap to keep her head warm. Quite an opportunity I have in this wee little bit of yarn and stitches to possibly make a difference in my own little way somewhere in our world. I catch myself saying a little prayer for that child as I knit, like those nuns who knit prayer shawls and use knitting as a means...

Our farm is on a river. From the living room, kitchen, and from our bedroom we can hear the river as it flows. Of course, along with the river comes many other sounds ... birds, cicadas, frogs, toads, and the wind rustling the leaves of the tall, slender trees along the river bank. Each morning I like to take a few minutes to step across the road and watch the river flow. We have had plenty of rain recently, so the river is running higher and stronger than it had been a few weeks back. This photo is one I...

Well, I drive a tractor now. I should clarify one point though ... my husband owns a farm, but he is not a farmer. He is an engineer and works in a village about nine miles from our farm. A local farmer rents about 40 acres of our land from us and plants it each year. This year he planted corn on all 40 acres. From what I understand he sometimes plants wheat on one section, corn on the other. Sometimes even soybeans. But this year it is all corn. The corn is gorgeous right now, a deep almost blue...

I have only been living here on the farm for about three months; only been married about three months. My husband is an avid bicyclist and bought me a very fine bicycle soon after we arrived home after our honeymoon. I of course am not an avid bicyclist, so my bottom had to get used to this new experience. I can't bring myself to wear actual bicycling clothing ... hey, its okay for people who are into it, but I'm just not in that place. However, my bottom sorely (no pun intended) needed some help, so I did invest in...

This day is gorgeous ... temperatures in the low 70's, blue skies and poufs of white clouds easing across the sky. A light breeze coming in the windows and it feels as if autumn is on the way. The cicadas continue to sing their cascading, rhythmic serenade in ever growing waves. I had a kidney stone a couple of weeks ago with high fever for a few days before I even knew what was going on--of course, I knew I had a high fever, just didn't know why). By the time I visited the doctor and went to the hospital...