Saturday morning, I visited the barn just as the sun began to peek above the tree line. I could follow the sun's progress as it first touched the windmill and then the roof of the barn.
Before long, the entire side of the barn was engulfed in light. The sun brought the red barn to life and it's paint seemed to glow in the saturated light.
It's moments like these and light like this that makes my habit of waking early, an enjoyable one.
Sunday was butchering day on the farm. The hog had been slaughtered and cleaned on Saturday. The different cuts will be soaked in brine and then placed in the smoke house to cure and add flavor.
While out driving on Saturday, I found this scene. This is pretty typical of the farmland that surrounds Springfield, Ohio. We live on the edge of the city and it takes only a few minutes for us to find the corn and soybean fields.
A three mule team is not a sight that you see everyday. When the farmer was putting the harness on his animals, I wonder if he thought to himself, "I got to get my ass in gear?" No? Sorry, I couldn't resist.
Enjoy your Saturday.
One of my fascinations is the origin of different phrases. This one is pretty straight forward. However, I wonder how many people use the phrase "Pig Pile" everyday and have no idea where it came from or have never actually seen one.
And so, for those of you that have never seen a Pig Pile, now you have. Have a great Wednesday everybody.
Over at Google+, I just invented #PookieBunnySaturday.
This one is mine, You will have to get your own Pookie Bunny
Have a great Saturday folks.
Touring the barn by lamplight. They sure don't give off much light and the night was cold and dark.
Late dinner out and long drive home last night. Be a lamb and let me sleep in a little, will you?
I has to walk backwards for thirty feet to get the sun in the right position for this shot. I think it was worth the effort. The overcast and cloudy sky helped as well.
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