Sunday, September 26, 2010

Moving on

Been out camping for a few days, horsing around a bit.
Trying to get back on track.

Feeling real lazy, and a bit ran down.

Do have a new girl in my life, Audrey, a new grandchild.
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The geese flying overhead reminded him it was close to harvest. It was going to be hard since he had started a job with the meat packing plant. It paid well and filled in his idle wintertime. He had already been appointed a crew chief and was looking at an even higher paying job position if he stuck it out. They had a high turnover; the work was less than charitable. He worked hard with his strong prairie spirit, often missing being outdoors as he had done for years. He was saving to get more land, his small operation wasn’t as good as it had been for his father.

While in town he stopped at the bank to make a deposit and the banker waved him over. He had heard of a good buy in the north central part of the state, which he felt was within his means to step into. He was torn at wanting the land or keeping his meatpacking job. He would give it some thought and talk to his wife. On his way home the grass looked even greener, the prairie flowers glowed out a welcome. He thought of leaving this wonderful land of plenty and seeking new direction. His family had scattered all around, and there really wasn’t a central home anymore, with his parents passing.

He ran inside and told his wife what he had just heard. She felt farming would work out for both of them and their family. It was unique to think about moving to a new area, where neither had been before. Leaving their homestead would be tough, but she had only lived there nine years and he thirty-three. They walked out past their family meadow, and mourned leaving these floral friends.

Fairies peeked and giggled at these old friends and listened intently to what they had to say. It hurt them to hear losing these friends so they called in the fireflies to liven up the evening. The sun was setting in a magnificent show of colors. They sat on the bench by the stream and held hands, listening to the stream tell them about their journey. He got up and stripped off some cedar bark and held a match to it to get it burning. He waved the smoking bark around them and then gave tribute to the sun, moon, stars and life, casting the smoke into all four directions. She too offered this cleansing of the soul ceremony to the four winds and began crying, feeling her husbands agony to leave job and homestead. The prairie wind began to pick up catching lovely thoughts and radiant love, as the couple walked off into the shadows.



13 comments:

  1. It's always hard to get back on track after horsing around :) Congrats on the new granddaughter. Maybe some day one of mine will give me one.

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  2. wonderful story..one that hits home ....:)

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  3. A captivating bit of story... I hope to hear more as time goes by. The leaving, the purging, that I can relate to. Saying goodbye to something you love, and have loved for a very long time, to move forward. Sometimes I wish that it could be a one-time thing, like here in your story. That I could sit on a bench and mourn, and that moment would pass and be gone. But mourning isn't that easy, is it? It comes back to you time and again like the howling wind through your lovely prairie grasses; and you feel it rush upon you as you stand naked in the cold winds of yesterday.

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  4. We like to be driven accross countryside in America. Prairies and mountains. Our Friend, Larry likes to drive us around differents States (Utah Montana Wyoming and Idaho). On june 2009 we had a very good trips.
    My husband and I like to eat american beef. Very Yummy !

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  5. Congratulations on your new grandchild. Being a grandparent is the greatest!

    Your story reminds me of how I felt when my parents sold our farm and moved us to a subdivision. I cried on moving day.

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  6. You capture the prairie life so well. The beauty of the natural world around often comes face-to-face with fiscal reality.

    Congrats on the new grandbaby!

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  7. wonderful story!! superb images!! best regards!

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  8. congratulations is this the first? Love the cat, that's how I feel after time off too.

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  9. Congratulations on the new grandbaby and I love the name Audrey!

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  10. great images
    p.s. i had to take master degree ;)
    now, i'm back in "business" :))

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  11. This is #2 grandchild, and I still haven't got in the swing of things, an age thing perhaps.Claude you are right about the good beef, and I am in in the heart of the best grown.Stop by, I grill year round.

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  12. I really enjoy your prairie story... something i always look forward to. it's always different from the usual "reads" that i usually have.

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