Peevish Pen

Ruminations on reading, writing, rural living, retirement, aging—and sometimes cats. And maybe a border collie or other critters.

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Location: Rural Virginia, United States

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), Miracle of the Concrete Jesus & Other Stories, and several Kindle ebooks.

Saturday, May 24, 2014

Hay Weather 2014

This morning was green and luminous with a light wind blowing. The morning sun shown through the redbud leaves . . .

. . .  and through the Virginia creeper leaves that are taking over the deck.

In the morning's long shadows across the bottom driveway, a cat sits.

On the deck, flowers bloom.

This weekend promises to be good hay-making weather—sunny, hot, and dry. The hay that was cut yesterday at Polecat Creek Farm will dry in the light wind that's already blowing.

Speaking of blowing wind, today is the 73rd birthday of Bob Dylan, who wrote "Blowing in the Wind." I heard Bob Dylan sing "Blowing in the Wind" when he appeared in Richmond in 1966. I was a junior at RPI (now VCU) then. I paid $2 for my ticket.

How will this year's hay crop be? The answer is blowing in the wind.


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Blogger CountryDew said...

We have hay down, too. We are hoping for a good year. Last year we only got two cuttings; some years we get four. Would like to get three this year but we will see what summer brings.

9:29 AM  
Blogger Franz X Beisser said...

Nice post.
You must have been in a poetic mood.

10:18 AM  

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