The rake sits in it's home turf waiting to be brought back to life...not having moved since last Summer. Soon the field will be teeming with green clover needing to be cut, raked and bailed in order to feed the horses and cattle through next winter.
The cycle never ends from one season to the next...there are steps that must be completed...only mother nature can break the chain...heavy flooding rains, high winds or drought may keep the rake from doing it's work but hopefully it will be a busy year for the old rake.
1038 - Bright Lights - Haiku Horizons prompt: bright *Bright Lights.* Starry, starry night. Winter’s sky is shining down; A most wondrous thing. ◊ The beauty is there, Shini...
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