The fact is no matter what you have to do, no matter how difficult or overwhelming it is, you can and will get it done.
In our case, you must take one stick, one limb at a time. You cannot look at the full picture or you would crawl in hole and never come out.
Limbs are in the creeks every where.
But there is still beauty in the chaos.
I toured some creek branches while working on fence yesterday(Hubby was working, I was taking pictures). The devastation from the ice storm and then the flood was quite depressing.
The beauty still showed through as I found places that had not been affected by the destruction. These are the places I must look and know the others will look like that when it is time.
The life of a farmer seems mysterious and magical. Chewing a hay straw, playing with animals, rocking on the front porch...right! The stock is chewing the quickly thinning hay, the animals demand care and surveillance and the front porch is rarely seen. You also have to love and respect the land, that part I can handle.
We must remember there are flowers
And the sun shines every day even when we cannot see it.
