Deeper than I planned

Just a quickie today as I have a test later and several things to accomplish between now and then!  I'm excited to say that Bridger is off to the cowboy sometime this week as is little Sadie.  The colts are ready to head into the track and John and I will start training up here while we wait for Eugene's undetermined arrival home.  I am in love with the coming of spring, each day seems like small gift waiting to be unwrapped.  Even with the wind that keeps pummeling me in the face, I'm looking forward to things to come.  I took this picture getting hay on Sunday, I was struck by the beauty that those in the city don't get to see everyday.  Yes I know they get other beauty, but it isn't this sort.  The windmill, the wild Owyhees, the tractors, the sheds, yes even the muddy tracks, it pulls at my heartstrings.  This is the backbone of where we live, the people who work the land, raise the animals, get up early and go to bed late.

This is a land full of promise, even with all the strife and uproar in politics, the grass still grows.  Soon we will be seeing the green buds of leaves on the trees, and the crocus and hyacinth will push their way up out of the ground.  So, while the wind roars and the rain pours I will have a smile on my face.  The rumblings of a new season of growth and change make the soles of my boots tremble with excitement.