Mud has a way of testing your stamina, your ability to handle stress, your patience, and your will to keep going. Monday, Odin and I spent time together on a variety of projects with minimal results and only two jobs completed to show for all our hard labor.
The break in our super cold and snowy weather has finally arrived! As I turn my pick-up towards home, the bright blue sky rolls out in front of me, the sun gleams off of the windshield, George Strait and Garth Brooks serenade me as I drive.
Each new milestone is stretching me. I might stretch, kicking and screaming, but I’m stretching and learning. This last rain storm, although desired greatly and so much gratitude offered for it, brought added challenges to my life. A trusty 4 wheeler was not so trustworthy. My last option pickup died. The fields and pastures were so saturated I couldn’t get in without the 4 wheeler, which left me on foot chasing cows in the pouring rain.
It’s 12:30 AM and my hubby just left to go check cows. It snowed again tonight which increases the likelihood of cold calves and losing ears. I have our entryway prepped. I have the storm door propped open so he only has to get through one door with a calf. I’ve got an old sheet out on the floor to try to keep the mess to a minimum.
On my side of the state of Montana, the brown of dying and extreme drought stricken fields extends from the header of my swather, past the occasional green weed and even more rare evergreen tree, to the horizon. The brown is then exchanged for grey from the remnants of a multitude of fires here in our state and across Canada.
By this time of year I've usually taken lots and lots of pictures. I've taken the typical pictures of my farmer in the field checking whether or not the heads of wheat are filling or how many peas are in the pods of our pea crop; Pictures of my girls with wild hair and huge grins in a field that caught my eye with its beauty;
It is so easy to get caught up in wishing and comparison. “I wish our lives had more structure and consistency. I could actually accomplish something or at least then I could look like I have it all together.” As I lay aside my “at home” plans, for “in the field” or “parts run” plans.
We waited with anticipation on the semi hauling the cows. This is one of my most favorite days of the year! It was a glorious, warm spring day! White fluffy Cotton-like clouds dotted the bright blue sky. It couldn't have been a more perfect day! Finally, the semi began its descent down the hill into the river bottom! So much preparation had already been done.