An Army of Sentinels

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Raked and rolled before the air turned cold and the days became shorter, these bales of harvest hay lay tall in the early morning sunlight awaiting the onslaught of man’s progress at the nearest property adjacent to them. Already foundation work has began, but these sentinels guard their field like it was their last stand..and it may well be. Urban sprawl pushes farther and farther outward, engulfing the natural terrain and man-made abundance contained within her.

 

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Regardless if there is a pasture of a hundred bales or simply a few, the significance is real. They are used as feed for livestock, ground covering for grass seed and even erosion control for the construction which will one day occupy this patch of green earth. In the meantime they will silently stand watch over the hallowed ground bequeathed to them for however long they have. For their charge to protect was without days or years. They will be missed when their job is over. They are worthy of our respect.

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Now that daylight extends beyond the darkness, companion growth accompanies the hay as if joining a symphony. Lilies of all sorts are cropping up pell mell and berry bushes are beginning to show signs of vigor. Trees are budding. Spring is certainly on her way. I’ve always lived in places with four seasons. I don’t know what it would be like not to. I suppose both have their pluses and minus’. Whichever temperate zone you live in, I believe there is a plethora of beauty to experience…so go to it !

Won’t Go Down Without a Fight

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The expression, “He (she, I) won’t go down without a fight”, refers to someone who refuses to quit under duress. The term can be applied in many ways to fight: by physical defense or assault, by using one’s wits, by the intellect (sound reasoning), through the legal system, by political posturing and use of power or by sheer willpower.

Most often we tend to admire the one who fights for what he believes to be right and true, and even on occasion we may respect someone’s tenacity even if we disagree with him. Do you ever think about yourself in this way? Have you had reason to stand your ground and fight lately? Ever? Regardless of the outcome, how did this stand make you feel: good about yourself or poorly? If you won, did you gloat or humbly move on? If you lost did you crawl under a rug or stand tall again?

At some point, and often at many junctures in life, we will have to choose to fight, run away or surrender. If the issue is just and you are called on to take a stand and fight for what is right, I hope you fight. That statement reminds me of Lee Ann Womack’s lyrics where she sings, “And when you get the choice to sit it out or dance, I hope you dance”. I have reacted to fights in all three ways. Of course, I prefer to recall the fight the just cause and win scenarios best. However, I have learned from my failures…maybe even more so then the victories.

These Black-eyed Susans are fighting to bloom until the first frost stifles them. Sure, some have surrendered to the fading sun and cooler temps, but several are still hanging on. They want to share their essence for as long as they possibly can. That is how I want to live the rest of my life. You, too?