Amber Waves of Grain

Wednesday, June 22, 2016

Greetings and salutations from the farmlands of Northwest Ohio.

Today I took my truck to Bowling Green, Ohio to have the blower motor replaced, as it had expired shortly after arriving in Ohio. Thankfully, it did not blow its’ last breath while we were driving across country. And, FOR SURE, I am not going to be driving back into the hellish weather in Phoenix, or elsewhere across the country, without cool A/C breezes blowing inside the truck.

On the drive there, I couldnt help but notice the ripening wheat fields and the pastoral views along the way. Additionally, I went into our village of Gibsonburg and visited near one of several now defunct lime factories. What once were very large, deep pits from which the lime was extracted are now small lakes used for recreation. The one I visited, Siverrock, is a fishing spot, even with a small dock from which to launch small fishing craft.

It was hard to believe that what was once a huge, dry pit in my younger days has now filled with natural spring water and has taken on a special “natural” beauty.

The “hill” across the water is the remnants of the tailings after processing the lime. 

The now abandoned factory - nature reclaiming the surrounding landscape.

Bucolic scenes of fields after fields of ripening wheat.

Not to be forgotten, the deep green of corn fields.

Along a lonely county road.

Additionally, views of the Portage River from the deck of an iron span bridge:

Scenes like these quiet my soul and help me put aside all the recent, bad news. 

Oh beautiful for spacious skies, for amber waves of grain… for all the violent news we hear, try to remember that good exists in the world and beauty abounds around every bend in the road. Take the time to stop, gaze out over this land and be amazed at the awesomeness and power of peace that can fill your soul. Pray for Peace. Practice patience and understanding. Strive to do no harm and live a life of gratitude for all you have.

u © Donald E. Kline 2012