I am getting old. I remember what fields were what and how long they have been native prairies.
This field hasn’t been worked up in 65 years….for sure maybe more. I passed this field everyday on the bus ride to school.
There used to be a school house on this piece of land…the lilac bushes are all that remain. (I think it was a country schoolhouse that was abandoned when the Linnell School was built(1890)…as the crow flies it is about a mile to the Linnell School…by road a mile and a half.)
The old Maude Brewer place or Harry Klarer place…my friend Carol lived here. She died tragically a few years ago when she fell off a mule in California, she graduated from High School with me.
When we go out on our nightly adventure we go this way often. Today someone started cutting the field. Last night is was normal…no activity.
You can barely see the Smoky Hills Tower in this photo. The Smoky Hills are real smoky today from the fires out West and in Canada.
I grew up on the farmstead in the distance.
I have travelled these roads often. I notice the changes.
I hope this piece of land has not been sold to the Corporate Farmer. I read in the paper that they are going to limit the number of irrigation wells in the Straight Lake Watershed.
The small farmer took care of the land…the large corporate farmer not so much. Soon the overloaded potato trucks will be going up and down the road…is it any wonder that our highways are always in need of repair.
Off the soapbox now.