About this time last year, Bob was starting to feel better. It was the first year in his life that he didn’t farm. Instead, he watched our renters working the Sunnybook Farm fields he had traveled since 1978.
Yesterday, I watched the same family working in the same fields.
As I watched them, I thought about Bob.
I felt him looking out the window with me.
Big changes have come to our farm, none of them easy.
Bob’s spirit is still here. He planted a bit of himself into the soil each year, as did his dad, and other farmers before them.
I continue on today with Bob in spirit, even if others are doing the farming.
My dream last night was about Bob. Usually, when I wake up, my dreams fade away, but not this one.
It started with me looking up at our home. In the dream, it was a brick home, though we had never lived in a brick home.
There were a few loose bricks at the corner of this house and Bob was going to fix them.
But fixing two bricks wasn’t on Bob’s itinerary. In my dream, my husband had a sledgehammer and was banging away at an opening in the wall, making way for a large window–if there was a job to do, Bob could always make it bigger.
All I remember thinking in the dream was that he shouldn’t be working so hard because he was a sick man. Still, I let him bang away because working made him happy.
Memories of Bob pop up often, now especially. It’s spring planting season and farm machinery is moving up and down fields. I expect Bob is watching from above, cheering on our neighbors and hoping for a better season than last year.
I was looking through videos I have on youtube.com and found one of Bob releasing a raccoon into our woods. This was back in 2011.
Bob captured this raccoon in a live trap after it was poking around our chickens. Here’s the link. Copy and paste the whole link to see Bob release it……………………………………. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gI7_r7P9sdU
I haven’t set up the critter camera yet this year, but I’m thinking about it. Bob loved the critter cam so much. He wanted to snap a photo of the bear that moves through our area. He never got that photo or saw the bear, I’m sad to say.
When the raccoons come up to finish cat food, they can be very quiet or they can make a lot of noise, moving the metal food pans around.
If I have to go outside in the dark I make a lot of noise so the wild critters know to scatter.