Work Is Done

It was late in the afternoon. Work had gone a little past the normal time off and I was rushing to find Millie’s leash and grab my camera so we could head out for our daily walk. Damn, where did I put that leash. Precious moments later it was found and we were off. A look to the west as we backed out of the drive and it was obvious that there was a gorgeous sunset occurring. The question was if we could get positioned in time to capture it. As we cruised over the crest of the last hill I could see that we had missed the best of the show. Rolling to a stop, I hopped out of the pickup and gazed over the freshly tilled field of wheat stubble. A few golden stalks reflected the last golden rays of light while the remaining remnants lay buried under the dark lumps of soil and cultivated furrows. A quick look at the composition, a few steps, an adjustment or two and click, click, click. That was it for this portion of our journey. Millie didn’t mind though. She was anxious for us to get to the park and run.

Downloading the photo files later that evening it was obvious that what I had were not a great series of shots. Flipping through them though, the captures did bring back memories of many years earlier. Of autumn afternoons doing field work. Of cold and wet days shivering out in the open on the cold tractor seat. Of spectacular rainbows and glorious sunsets. And of the special feeling of a job well done as one pulled away from the tilled field. Yes, I readily confess that I never was one to relish working with big machinery. A couple of days in the spring and I was ready to head back to working with the animals. However, those hours of observing all the textures and colors and living things taught me numerous lessons about creation and to appreciate the many wonderful gifts of nature that we had been blessed with. Yes, although it’s been years, the farm boy is still in me. I guess he always will be. But for today, work is done.

Work Is Done

Work Is Done

About Jim Rook

Wildlife, Landscape & Nature Photography, Alexandria, MN
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