Winterberries

Once in awhile I think of Hell as milking an unending line of cows (really I do like my job most of the time.) Today, though, it just seemed to go on and on. Once we did finish and I got home and showered, I was ready for a walk. Took off w/ no planned path. Ended up in the northwest portion of the property. I don't often go there since it is abuts the county road and I don't want Indy to stray near it. The area is a big meadow. I thought of keeping it that way but it's sandy soil (laid down by the nearby creek) isn't good for growing crops and to tell you the truth, I rather prefer the woods. Already there are white pine and pin cherries growing. Fun to walk through and notice the change (slow though it is) taking place.