Whitney's Story Index:


Ao final
07/13/2014

Son in the sky
07/12/2014

Recife
06/27/2014


Vida Dura
06/23/2014


Un lugar para mi
09/09/2011

Crossed the border
08/18/2011

Quiero mas tiempo!
07/31/2011


Yay for a shower!
07/19/2011

New coast for me!
07/15/2011

The ocean calls
07/09/2011


Tierra Dura
06/26/2011

Time to dry
06/24/2011


Rolling with it
06/09/2011

Viviendo la vida
04/27/2011











Day BA
02/24/2009








Bangkok, Thailand
09/13/2008




Day trip to Bowen
06/25/2008














Bouldering trip
03/17/2008

Beach volleyball!
03/14/2008



time for school
03/06/2008




Mailing address
02/27/2008


Townsville!
02/25/2008


The Last Supper
02/16/2008

Tierra Dura

Put boots away, it's time to rest
Close the gate, lock the barn, take a breath.
The cow has water, she seems content,
Four rows new before day was spent.

The sun slumps down behind the hill
The thought of dinner sends a thrill.
The cuyes squeak, the cock still squawks,
But now it's time to stop the clock.

The earth lodged deep beneath the nails
reminds me of what this life entails.
The land provides at day's end,
but doesn't always feel a friend.

We pull, we plow, we dig, we pick,
hard and steady, although not quick.
The back's a-hurtin', the feet are sore,
Though long the day, there's always more.

But for now, it's time to rest,
Close the gate, lock the barn, take a breath.
Eat, sleep, recharge for when
we'll rise up early and start again.



Posted by Whitney 06/26/2011