The town of Long Prairie is a small rural retreat. 3000 residents make this a unique mid western town. Rolling fields of golden wheat and tall corn stalks fringe the houses…yesterday we passed a property just down the road owned by Amish folk. It was late evening and the sun was low in the sky. The houses and barn are bright red and completely surrounded by tall green cornfields. The scenery is spectacular. A feast for the eyes, I’m living in a documentary.
I’m sitting in the Gazebo this morning, the sun is already high and yellow and each morning Joan and I watch a small squirrel that has a physical disability…. We feel very protective of him…He has difficulty with his balance and as he sits and nibbles the sunflower seeds… he suddenly falls over and lays on the ground…not missing a beat or dropping the seeds he holds in his hands… At first we were horrified at seeing his problem, but after weeks of watching him we feel he copes quite well. Suddenly a huge hawk swooped down from the trees right before our eyes… his talons just missing our little friend as he scampered under the outdoor chairs and away from certain death.
Today is a day for finishing projects, talking to students and a quick ride into town…
I am experimenting with very fine hand dyed wool for use in needle punch embroidery… I have a project to complete for a student, samples to finish for class and computer projects to complete…
But one can’t be certain as to what will happen during the day…..
“The 50-50-90 rule: Anytime you have a 50-50 chance of getting something right, there's a 90% probability you'll get it wrong.”
