Summer Mornings On the Farm

Mornings on the farm are like no other. I woke early to find my kids already out for the first day of detasseling sweet corn with the crew. I quickly dressed and headed out to figure out what it was all about. When arriving at about 6:40, I soon realized the peacefulness and vibrant colors that emulated through the crisp air. I saw workers silently working in the fields as if they were Godsends to care and preserve the moment in time that God would look down at in shear satisfaction of his creation. I can only remember a few times in my life when I have felt the same impressions sooth my soul. I am thankful for these small moments in time that will forever imprint my being.