Peevish Pen

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I'm an elderly retired teacher who writes. Among my books are Ferradiddledumday (Appalachian version of the Rumpelstiltskin story), Stuck (middle grade paranormal novel), Patches on the Same Quilt (novel set in Franklin County, VA), Them That Go (an Appalachian novel), and several Kindle ebooks.

Saturday, August 25, 2012

Late August

Hints that fall is near: The garden is pretty much gone. Some leaves are starting to turn. The mornings are crisper, cooler. July's oppressive heat is a memory. Across the road, the corn is being cut for silage.


A tractor cuts the corn and spews it into a truck.



The truck hauls the cut corn down the road to a dairy farm. An empty truck will pull alongside the tractor when a full one leaves.


Over the cut part of the field, buzzards circle in hopes of finding a snack of field mice or other little critters that didn't get out in time.


Soon an empty truck returns . . .


. . . and follows the truck being filled . . .


. . . which soon heads down the road.


Where the corn once was looks barren, empty.


On another day, the remaining corn will be cut.



Soon this crop will be a memory.


Meanwhile, the concrete cow next door sports a football helmet—another sign of fall.


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