Knees and Cows and Other Things

The other day I was on my way to Brookings to pick up another prescription. It was one of those days where the clouds were here and there and the sun was in and out. I came around a corner just as the clouds broke, allowing the sun to strike a field near the highway. Green is a weak word to describe the field...it was GREEN! It has been raining, so things around here are springtime green, so when the sun hits it, it is wonderful. Making it even more wonderful was the presence of a small herd of Jersey cows in the field. Their golden brown coats glistened in stark contrast to the green. As they moved in the dance of grazing, the gold rippled against the green; it was an amazing sight.

While I watched them, I remembered another day, another field, and another herd of cattle. It was probably thirty years ago in a poppy-filled pasture near Hollister, California. The green was not visible because of the carpet of brilliant orange poppies, and grazing in the middle of the poppies was a small herd of Black Angus cows. Once again it was the contrast; placid black up to their stomachs in golden orange. I was on a motorcycle at the time, and it was time to pull over and simply drink in the scene. I am so grateful for the colorful palette of nature!

So the knee business is right around the corner. I am a bit anxious, but I have a great surgeon, and I will be in a great hospital. I have a good attitude about what I have to do to make this happen, and most of all, God is with me. My mantra shall be that everything will turn out exactly as it is supposed to and all will be well. Besides, I get six weeks to be a passenger and look out the window at the most beautiful world...a blessing in its own right!