New calf in the field on the drive home….fresh, but already tagged, the tag huge on its new ear.

This is an unusual breed….maybe not so common, but we have a field full of them on the way from Hendersonville to Saluda.

It rained hard today….but not as hard as it must have rained on the coast.

We’re not subject to the kind of hurricane weather that the folks on the coast get.

We get the “leavings” of all that bad weather.

We get the tail end of all the badness.

Still, it’s energizing to see the giant trees bending in the wind high on a mountain road when the weather gets strong.

There’s something about being small in the big space that makes me feel most alive.

Weather reminds me of that every time.