The perplexed have decided that life on a farm will clarify some things and be a graceful environment for the mindful...
Monday, August 8, 2011
Last night a thunderstorm passed through just as the sun was setting. For about five minutes, the light was somewhere between purple and green and the sky above my neighborhood looked like a patchwork of about seven different kinds of weather. It faded so fast I almost couldn't believe it happened except I managed to snap one good picture before the clouds blew over and the light was gone. There is nothing like the sky to make you feel small and unknowing and grateful for it.