We all work under a sky. It is my luck that I have an enormous sky. My mother is the sky.
Hard work is not a bad thing. A little winter cold is not a bad thing.
And a little bit of hunger is a tonic for a body. Hunger makes you want more. Better. It makes me fight.
Some pain in the muscles is a good thing. A reward. A knowledge. An aspiring thing.
And all under a prairie sky. My mother.
A sky as wide and strong as a tiny daughters father from her slanting sleepy eyes. A sky as fragile and transient as the bubbles in the bowl of the finest champagne flute.
A sky with all the colours of heat in the cold of a prairie winter. I am lucky.
I hope you have a lovely day.
Love celi
The Kitchen's Garden 
56 responses to “Prairie Sky”
Beautiful imagery and photos. I think if you made an audio record of you saying those words, it would be lovely.
Lovely sky….you have big sky’s like we do.
Prairie Land makes you REALLY appreciate a fire… Great Post
Really love your photos and your creative writing ability. You’re right about that champagne >> I don’t see the sky much here. I’m envious of your sky. What’s it like today?
Hullo Andy and welcome to the Lounge of Comments. Cloudy here today!! But warm – the temperatures will start to drop again tomorrow but today is so beautiful..
And I am lucky that you are sharing your magic photos and prose
Beautiful sky!