Pages tagged with Fields

A beautiful morning walk through idealic lands. Meadows, glades and forests greet him and he enjoys the surroundings. He misses nothing, beauty fills his heart as he makes his way.
Monsanto are providers of chemical products for agriculture worldwide, modifying genetically the food we are to eat.
I see the fields of my beloved land... I see the fields of my beloved land(sigh)... I see the fields of my beloved land(pain)... I see the fields of my beloved land(tears)...
Some information on Newts in relation to my little trip out into the fields in search of these adorable little amphibians.
Grassy fields of green stretch far and wide then they end meeting a mackerel sky. Daisies and buttercups spot a green sea always my favorites, but I can’t say why.
A poem about morning times years ago. When farms rang or blew horns to call workers for breakfast. Country people slept as a new day began.
Today we go on a country walk, taking in St Mary the Virgin's Church, and the fields beyond, which stretch down towards Reculver, and past the local reservoir. Read on to find out more
It was a warm day as I stood under a warm sun watching pastures of green meadows rise to a horizon drawing a line under a deep blue sky.
Squeezing through a gap in a concrete fence I am back in the fields where my friends and myself played as children. Things have changed it is overrun left to rot or has it always been like that? Did we see things through different eyes many years ago?
Where does our food come from? How many years it takes to produce some items. There are necessary requirements as preparing soil, planting, growing, transportation, and labor.
I am heading to a Farmer's Market this lovely spring morning. Why not jump in my car and join me? Not to my destination, but just for the ride, it is a slice of Maine, country-side...
An old man walks in green fields and wonders where time has gone. It went so quickly he hardly noticed. So come and sit with him and see his life many years ago
A man come home early from work and finds his wife in bed with his friend. He packs his bags and leaves on the night train. He returns some years later.
What better place to be, then in a field of a million roses....
Netherlands tulips are famous in the world, acres of land was farming tulip plants. It is very beautiful to look tulip fields
Each season brings forth its blessings, ones that we can enjoy no matter what. Always though we need to be aware of how we take care of God's gift sto us of land and nature and sky...never poisoning them, always nurturing these treasures gifted to us.
It's the end of June and it's harvest time. Groups of workers take to the fields and cut the hay. After it has been done they rest by a stream.
The Invisible Man dreams about his school days and the friends he had at school.
A spiritual, heroic and dark poem about the past of a brave.
And some remind you of your past, when flower scents descend the years, A spiritual poem where time becomes elusive.
What is true meditation? Is hard work a form of worship?
Sometimes on seeing a change one tend to reflect on its previous state
A Memorial Day tribute to the galant, brave men and women who answered the call to defend us and gave their all!
Why is there war, and why can’t we stop? It is because there is always a madman willing to sacrifice his nation and his people to steal from others!
Global warming is a menace from past century, resulting in soaring temperature throughout the surface and atmosphere of earth. The threat to the ecology is getting accentuated with each passing moment, as the clock is ticking quite fast. Wake up friends !
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