The last two months I have gained a greater appreciation for the pioneer women who helped settle this land. I don't know if you can tell by these two pictures taken seconds apart of the bush by our house how hard the wind was blowing, but it was hard. The wind has blown almost every day since we have been here and from what they tell me it does blow almost everyday.
As I was setting in the Jeep the other day and the wind was whistling through it it made me think of the women who first settled here and anywhere on the plains. How lonely the wind sounded!!! As the song says "Maria makes the mountains sound like folks were up here dying....heard her wail and whinin.... There ain't no word but lonely." Can you imagine what it was like to live a 100 miles (there are some Ranches that are almost that remote here) from your nearest neighbor and having to hear the wind all day whistling through the crakes of your home and across the plains? It took strong women to make it out here.What a lonely life they had. I have a deeper respect and appreciation for them.
Thank You!!!!
What a great reminder of how blessed we are! It is breezy here today, and that is enough for me!
ReplyDeleteI would never have survived. I HATE the wind. How blessed we are they those before us were so strong!
ReplyDeleteI can see the wisdom of Brigham's counsel to build the homes in the center of town and have the farms on the outskirts rather than building on your own farmland separated by great distances from your neighbors. I don't think I would do well if I were so isolated - and I also hate the wind. It's got to be lonely for you at times too. But then you are so good at making friends wherever you go. Keep up the good work.
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