Farm life when celebrated without blinders on and when one is free of prejudice - is nothing short of miraculous.
Seasons, time, nature and the pace of life - all teach lessons that are hard to appreciate in similar simplicity anywhere else. Especially in the intense but far from boring hustle of a big metropolis.
Cities can teach lessons happily, easily and endlessly. In the country, on a farm or in rural suburbia - the lessons come, but less often and in very subtle forms.
Hence I have learned to appreciate the boundless suspicions, the limitless hate, the creepy misogyny, the all pervasive distrust of the other and more. Appreciate not as acceptance, but as a part of daily life.
I am not defeated by them as easily.
It showed me how quickly life and reality and opportunities - can all change.
It reminded me of the magic that awaits us all - only if we are open to it and aware of our surroundings, our strengths, our weaknesses and the commonality of human spirit that can bind the collection of us world residents together for the better and not in aversion to one another.
I saw it even as the day slipped into darkness. It was a light I am seeing shimmer even before my closed eyes as I sit and take breaks of introspection whilst watering plans, tending to beds that need some care and love and doing my best to stay connected to the world of work and play through my computer.