growing wheat

This afternoon I went out for a walk in the country. I walked in a field, along the edge of a field of wheat about 10 inches tall. The wind was the sort of wind that says Kansas when you hear it blowing against the fresh leaves of wheat, surprisingly nearly the same sound the wind makes when the wheat is ripe, I hadn't noticed that before.

And the dirt. As I was walking back to the pasture from which I entered the field I noticed the soft dirt, mellowed by many nights of freezing temperatures and wet days thereafter. This is the sort of dirt that makes one smile. Occasionally there would be a clod about the size of a tennis ball; stepping on it is like stepping on...a piece of foam, I don't know--can't think of a better image than that at the moment, but it just gives way to your weight in a way that you don't expect, because it's a big clod and when it was originally formed--some months before, September perhaps--it was hard and you would've felt it in your foot, but now it just squishes down like a piece of foam under your foot.

Spring

Maybe one of these days i'll have a really nice productive post to make...it's been a big long dry spell these past few months. School. So i'll just confine myself to talking about the weather.

Today it hit me that it was spring. It wasn't anything in particular that hit me, just that IT (whatever that is) is spring. I guess it might've been when I first noticed that suddenly--honestly, in the past day or two--lawns are beginning to get shaggy in places. I was out for a short walk this evening and I was walking in an alley behind my house and I noticed a shaggy mess of growth over by a fence and that's when it might have hit me, but I can't be sure.

Spring: it's like a hit and run. But lots of things are like that

don't talk politics and don't throw stones living in a glass house

--Radiohead, Amnesiac, last track

I like kitties. I like cardinals that sit on juniper tree branches.

okay...now, somebody argue against me for that. why don't you quote some bible verses or something.

seems these days you can't say anything without pissing somebody off.

just let it go.

from me lots of affirmation going to "the woolf" about her comments about faith. maybe somebody will argue with that. but we've all just got to let it go. disagreement is fine, conversation is fine, even being passionate is fine, but ...

I guess the only thing I could add to the comments about faith is that i see faith as being somehow beyond one's system of beliefs (i.e. propositions one assents to). This isn't to say that faith has nothing to do with believing something.

I don't know, this is my thought, this is my prayer, that people will listen and not be hostile or feel attacked. Feeling like what I'm saying is scary is OK. it scares me.

this is how i see it...now if someone sees otherwise, there is no need to give me a diatribe about what the bible says faith is, at least that's how I see it.