This is one of my favorite views of the world. It is part of my daily walk with the dog and is one of the farmers’ fields near my house. I love to see it change from day to day, from season to seasons, from year to year. The tree to the left (almost off frame) is big creaking old thing with branches that hang down to form a natural arbor. It is about mid way in our little walk and Honey, the dog, likes to hang out there under the cool welcoming leaves for a few minutes before we race off for the second half of our trek. No one (human) is ever around out in these fields — don’t worry I always take my cell phone incase I fall and can’t get up — so this is the ideal place to work out lines of pesky dialog that have been pinballing around my brain. Or it’s just a great place to meditate or pray. 14 Steps to each Hail Mary. 15 Steps to each Our Father. Not that I’m counting. One day I’ll know they’ll grow mini mansions here, not corn, and that will break my heart. But for now I’m rejoicing that I live in such a wonderful world.