Seeds of Change

We hired our neighbor to plant our fields in corn this year. It was unusual to see the soil turned as the land has been in hay for the past many years. The furrows turning beneath the plow turned a new page here at Providence Prairie.

It has been a joy to watch the seedlings sprout, grow, and flourish. Early summer saw the tassels form and brought the excitement of a helicopter spraying the crop. The ears soon followed. 

As September has arrived, the crop has turned its golden hue in preparation for the harvest. Somehow, it's exciting, yet melancholy. Those two feelings aren't typical bedfellows, it would seem. Yet, I find myself experiencing both.

Summer is quickly coming to a close. That gives me pause. I love the autumn months, but inevitably, time past is never retrieved. John Wooden once said, "Without proper self-evaluation, failure is inevitable." As each season comes to a close, we take the time to reflect, reorient and move forward. The possibilities that the future holds are always exciting, yet the door closed on recent time feels somewhat nostalgic.

Nevertheless, whether it's actual seeds or seeds of change, it's amazing to think that tiny little seedlings took root, grew, and are now ready to harvest a crop of a hundredfold!

~Rhonda