Driving Colorado
March 31, 2015
We drove back to Ft. Collins, CO from Nebraska along Highway 14, which passed through the Pawnee Grasslands. This sea of short prairie grass and wide open spaces gave one a feeling of expansiveness and timelessness.
We saw wide open prairie, wind farms, feedlots, and snow fences.
“Snow Fence”
by Ted Kooser, from Flying at Night: Poems 1965 – 1985
The red fence
takes the cold trail
north; no meat
on its ribs,
but neither has it
much to carry.
The Harvest Ends Its Busy Reign
November 29, 2012
“Thus harvest ends its busy reign
And leaves the fields their peace again
Where autumn’s shadows idly muse
And tinge the trees with many hues.”
— John Clare, “The Shepherd’s Calendar”
I was captivated by this Skagit Valley field in the late afternoon light. The plastic-wrapped round hay bales look so much like giant marshmallows! Delightful!