You can tell when the humidity changes. Seed in the planter begins to stick and lines plug in the clinging of the seed. Everything works perfect—then it doesn’t—and you step outside the tractor cab and feel the air cling and stick to you as it does the seed in the […]
Browsing Category: Journal Pages
FIRST START
I didn’t think I’d cry—but I did; one of those when eyes warm and you feel them there and dab with sleeve before they run, not continuous, but there for a time when emotion comes and needs a place to go. Top of the second inning played right as I made it to […]
3/16/25: DAY AWAY
There is a bag beside me filled with seeds and potatoes for tomorrow. For the most part, my early efforts didn’t work—and so I try again. The onions are beginning to break through from bulbs, hollow green shoots through the worked clay loam. They are far from uniform, or complete from breaking, but […]
BEDTIME
“One more hug!” my son says in laughs as he wraps his arms around my waist drawing, squeezing, tightening as strongly as he can hold. He laughs the louder. “I’m not letting go!” he squeals in the giggles high in spirit and energy even as bedtime has arrived and we seek to tone it […]
BITTERNESS
There’s resentment. There is tension. These happen when two sides care but see and think different, neither wrong—just different—and there is not compassion to amend emotional divide. I don’t like it, but it’s there. I hurt feelings yesterday, multiple. One amended. One did not, and it was the one where I knew I […]