Tuesday, January 26, 2016

Simple Acts of Kindness



Winter sunrise
I like to think I’m a grateful person and focus on the positive and just go with the flow.  But last Sunday, as I was sitting in the long line of cars waiting (impatiently) to go through Dutch Brothers coffee stand, I was feeling annoyed. Once again berating myself for over-scheduling my day and wishing I hadn’t promised my sweetheart, Randy, I’d bring him back a latte.  Cramming too many things into a short time span is a bad habit of mine.  I get so busy trying to get everything checked off my “to do list” that I forget to enjoy the journey!  
(Sunrises and sunsets  - a beautiful start and end to the day)
A golden glow on the farm last summer

You see Randy was back at my house doing a handyman project; I had a brief work meeting with a good friend and then invited her & her hubby over for dinner (lemon-garlic chicken breasts & pesto sauce with pasta – recipes here).  My mind was mentally focusing on tasks that needed to get done after this last stop, and then a very wonderful thing happened….. as I pulled up to get the drink I’d ordered, the barista said, the man in front of you paid for your drink! (Thank you Mr. White SUV with a California license plate), and in that moment a feeling of wonderfulness enveloped me.  I’ve often paid for others drinks in line at the coffee shop or at lunch, but I’ve never actually had it happen to me.  And let me tell you, it felt so good. 
Driving home, I remembered a conversation with my friend Kristi when I recounted how last year on the anniversary dates that marked my entry and exit of married life, that on each of those days I had received a call (out of the blue) about being nominated and receiving an award for outstanding excellence.  Seriously! This happened once in January and then again in May.  I was dumbfounded and Kristi said, “you realize those were not random happenings, it was the universe bringing you blessings exactly when you needed them”.  It made me realize how easily I could overlook the everyday magic that happens by rushing around and this was nature’s way of giving me a much needed thump alongside the head to slow down and see the miracles.  My goal (once again) is to do just that and to really live in the present - which this time I know I'll get the upper hand and succeed. =)
As you go about your day, remember to be good to yourself, know that you are unique and special, keep your eyes open for those little miracles and make sure to pay it forward with simple acts of kindness, whenever you can and most of all, slow down and enjoy the journey.  Xoxox.  All my best, Gayle 
My yard-art truck with it's newest holiday decorations just in time for Valentine's Day
PS thanks once again for stopping by and feel free to email me if you have comments, questions or thoughts at swheatfarmlife@gmail.com

Also the next blog will be more about the really cool Valentine's Day heart display, made by that amazing man of mine!! Stay tuned. I also have a new cake recipe to share. 

Friday, January 1, 2016

Perspectives of Ordinary




My farm name when I became the sole "woman owner"
This graces the pink painted front door of my shop  all adorned with frosty snowflakes

The sky and rolling hills are the same color; it’s an all white scene.  It reminded me of a conversation long ago while in Mexico when a man commented that he would love to see what a snowy landscape would look like.  Having grown up in the Northwest where a white winter setting is the norm, it never occurred to me that this would be something on someone’s bucket list.  It gave me a whole new perspective of viewing the ordinary through someone else’s eyes.  Perhaps that is why urban folks like reading posts about combines, tractors and quality time spent with back-pack sprayers.  For farmers, it’s a commonplace way of life, but to the urban dwellers, it’s a peek into a whole new world.  I still recall my dentist visit last June, when a new technician asked me what I was going to do the rest of the day and I told her I had gravel to move, so it was going to be quality time on the tractor. Her reply was priceless, “this is why I love Idaho, back in New York, no one owns their own tractor…. Especially a woman!”  Lol

Hard to tell where the sky ends and the hills begin
A frosty beautiful morning on the Palouse

I still recall my dentist visit last June, when a new technician asked me what I was going to do the rest of the day and I told her I had gravel to move, so it was going to be quality time on the tractor. Her reply was priceless, “this is why I love Idaho, back in New York, no one owns their own tractor…. Especially a woman!”  Lol

My personal tractor,  "Maisy" normally gets to be inside, but
I have a building project on-going in the shop, so she sits outside patiently
awaiting Spring

I guess it is true, because like to read about people who live in urban areas, as it is a lifestyle foreign to me.  Last Spring, I had the opportunity to travel to Tucson, AZ and where I was staying, it was all pavement and concrete.  Across from the hotel, there was an apartment complex and a woman and her young child were sitting on  a patch of fake green grass and I wondered if they knew what it felt like to feel the real grass under their toes, or smell the scent of fresh dirt or find serenity in open spaces. I wondered what their life was like, but at the same time, I gave a silent prayer of thanks for ending up living life for many years as an Ag producer.


Lulu the farm dog

My little piece of paradise
Iconic windmill and red barn

As 2016 is now officially here and just a few hours old, I can’t wait to see what the new year will unveil.  It’s a new story in the making and one that I will willingly share with you, from my eyes to yours wherever you are.  As always, I welcome comments, questions and thoughts.  I’m just a click away, swheatfarmlife@gmail.com. xoxo Love,  Gayle