Day 56 - Saturday, July 17: Musings from Chris
Before I took off this morning the sun just up.
I watched it rise over
a small hill to the east.
Non caloric pleasure.
A smart house like a benevolent judge, sits up there with a pretty blue roof and an American flag flying high just to its south.
Beneath the blue roof
I hope our host Marty slept well. Yesterday afternoon after granting us egress to her land so we could camp, she picked us some corn and Tomatoes from her kitchen Garden and drove them down the road to us. I ate an ear of corn raw, something told me I wouldn’t be disappointed.
I was not. We’re on a 2500 acre Black Angus ranch,
the livestock seems to be happy. It’s rolling prairie here in Jefferson Co. Kansas. We’re Just between Kanas City Ka. and Lawrance Ka.
The rising sun pushes the air westward. The trees are rustling behind the rig they’re catching a stiff steady breeze. The air is full of sweet hay rolled into enormous bails and earth that smells a bit like chocolate and coffee.
The grasses aren’t moving, The breeze is just over my head. The sound of the trees and the birds in the otherwise silent landscape stir counter clockwise in me, they calm me, there’s a distant sound of a train it’s faint waltzing staccato says it’s moving slowly, with the occasional bent trombone note of its whistle ascending from low to high, then descending again.
This is not sonic scribbling, this is not noise. Its the kind of music and silence my ears love and hear too little of. I spend the bulk of the day tuning out noise,
the generator that runs our conveniences, the V10 engine of the Ford E450, the road noise, constantly going. This is a type of paradise.
The most peaceful music owes as much to the space as the notes that live within it’s silence, it is not empty
or missing anything.
Strikingly benevolent silence, the kind that gently wakes you up, morning silence, the birds chattering a bit.
Just before the the to do list, and all of yesterday’s I should have done list, invades my mind. For a moment or two, I am where my feet are and only there. It’s gonna be a hot one. ✌️Kansas got space.
