We’ve had some beautiful few days here in South Dakota. I took advantage of it by visiting a good friend, enjoying the ride with Natalie Merchant’s newest album, a collection of children’s songs I later learned but would not have know by listening to the instruments.
You may keep your penny and your apricot tree…
I’m not real sure what I’m singing just yet.
As spring approaches, Country Man’s heart beats to the sound of antler’s falling, bucks shedding their old horns to begin new growth, bigger and better the camouflage hope.
He finds retreat in the riverhills, the place he spends roughly 60 hours a week working, the winter spent preparing equipment for the fields.
But the retreat from labor is found in the joy of competitive shed hunting.
On four-wheeler and foot, he makes his way through the hills in search of white among green to be packed in the back and stored in the shed.
A wanderer could get lost in these parts…
And while bucks rid their horns and men search to find them, pastures are full of cattle calving and hawks lurking, this woman always watching them watch my animals.
Yes, many of the signs are here, the impending arrival of spring.
And as Natalie sings (this one a bit more clear):
All by myself I have to go,
With none to tell me what to do–
All alone beside the streams
And up the mountain-sides of dreams.
*all photos from my husband’s phone*