I took this picture back in June of 2008 in rural Stoddard, WI. A picture is a moment in time. There isn’t a chance that I could capture this same scene again. Trees and brush have grown up around that tree now. Harder to see the river in the background. Plus, what are the chances of seeing those shapes and colors in the sky again? This picture was a gift to me from God. I knew it the day I took the shot and I know it now 15 and a half years later!
It rained last night. The ground is wet. The sky is dark blue to the south; storm clouds looking wicked. I look to the north. The sky is a lighter blue with fluffy clouds dotted across it. The breeze is soft, then strong. The sun is warm on my arms, back and legs. I start in on one end. I grab hold of a weed and pull. With each pull I hear, “schlep…..schlep… The sound is of weeds resisting their removal. I keep pulling. “Schlep…schlep. I check the sky occasionally. Schlep….schlep. Ah, finally I have a weed free garden.
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