In the Fields

I love scything. And today was an absolute perfect day for it. Sunshine, bright as buttercups, shone between patches of cool shade while dew-laden grasses and clover shimmered and shivered beneath the breath of a warm summer breeze. Yes. This side of heaven ’twas perfection itself.

Motion. Movement. Fluid grace. Silently swinging, sweeping, sighing. Rows of windrows trailing behind me.

And tucked under shorn clover and bindweed I found wild strawberries hidden in the grass. Sun-ripened, ruby-red – tiny bursts of sweetness dissolving on my tongue. I picked a whole cottage cheese container of strawberries from my field!

Summer is finally here!



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