Cruzin

For just over a week now I've been spending all my time when I'm not at my regular job or sleeping driving tractors for a friend that is a farmer.

I've been chisle-plowing what were soy bean fields and "shreding" sunflower stalks on old sunflower fields. If you think it's exciting work to do, you're wrong.

Primaraly the work consists of sitt'n in the driver's seat, going back and forth across a field. Sounds boring doesn't it. I guess in a way, it is.

I've been totally surprised though at how fast time goes by. Twelve hours feels like less than four hours at my regular job. It doesn't make sense.

Bouncing along at a super fast speed of five miles per hour gives a person a lot of time to pay attention to other things. Like the colors of the leaves changing in the trees, or deer tracks in the dirt.

At one point as I was driving along on a field that takes about ten minutes to get from one side to the other, I looked over at the dirt road running along the North end of the field. I could see something black with a little white showing walking down the road. My first thought was that it was a skunk. After a couple minutes I could see that it was a cat.

All of a sudden the cat jumped straight up into the air, turning to face the other way as it went. The cat then clamped onto a hawk that had been swooping in to catch the cat. The two wrestled on the ground for a few seconds before the hawk got free and flew off across the next field. The cat walked away down the road with a cocky swagger in it's step.

I couldn't help but ask myself how many times I saw that when living in the city. The answer of course was never.