How Great The Yield From A Fertile Field

Random musings from an old farmer about life, agriculture, and faith

Sunday, May 13, 2012

Young

Springtime is a time of youth.  A time of new begginings.  Here on the farm there are many reminders of this in our daily lives.

The newly planted corn is emerging.  The rows really aren't as crooked as the picture makes them.  Part of this is our sweetcorn patch.

The last batch of pigs we farrowed is in the nursery.  I don't know why their eyes look so glassy.


This spring's batch of baby chicks.


The litter of baby kittens.


Gus, our "teenage" puppy.


And best of all, Little Miss.




And . . .

In the Spring a young man's fancy lightly turns to thoughts of love.
Tennyson 

Today, Son#1 announced his engagement to a young lady who caught his fancy and to whom God has directed his heart.  We wish them God's blessings as they take this step of faith.

And they called Rebekah, and said unto her, Wilt thou go with this man? And she said, I will go.
Genesis 54:28




0 Comments:

Post a Comment

<< Home