I never grow tired of the views. There is so much beauty on the dirt road.
I’m not sure how it is possible, but Harvest 2019 is days away. It seems like only yesterday that I took this picture. I remember the June evening so well. Nothing extraordinary happened, so there's no reason why it should stick out. Maybe a person's senses are just heightened when out in the wide open and removed from the many distractions of modern life. Maybe that makes remembering easier and less of a blur. Even though it is hard, I need to remember this more often, to be intentional, to find the balance in each season. Life is meant to be lived.
Wheat harvest in western Kansas. Photography by Laura Haffner.