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Purple flowers and tiny butterflies

We are back in the hay fields --- my most favorite place to be.  I love the free feeling you get going round and round that field of dark green with little purple flowers blowing in the hot Kansas winds.  Round and round you go --- your mind running as free as the hawk souring high above.  Not a care in the world.

Behind you lay the fresh cut windrows and in front little bunnies jump to freedom.  All around you little white and yellow butterflies flitter and dart among the purple blossoms. 

A creek runs down through the alfalfa field and along its banks grow the large cottonwoods reaching to the skies. A little deer jumped up in front of me today and ran to the shelter of those trees.

The only thing that would make it better is if the tractor did not have a cab.  I use to love the feel of the hot sun in my face and on my back ---  and the wind blowing through my hair.  It seemed to just melt the worries away.  When you looked in the mirror at the end of day --- you would see a dirty sun tanned face looking back at you.  You would smile because you are happy all the way through.

When life gets a bit tough I  love to go to the hay fields.  That is where my soul is at peace.  There is where time seems to stand still and life's cares seem to melt away. 

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