This is the Story of a Dreamer.

This is the story of a dreamer. Many say “Don’t have your head in the clouds, stay ‘down to earth’” and to them I think to myself if only they could dream they wouldn’t say such a thing. Many times along the way and still today I think “maybe their right” and then I shake my head and remember what God said to Israel “My people parish for lack of vision”. Some people say dreaming is not vision, but how can that be? Every vision must start with an idea. An idea must come from somewhere, why not from a mind prone to dream fulfillment of its soul? Many times that idea is incomplete and questions and solutions must be answered and carried out in order for the idea to take shape and be brought to fruition. Many times people see the questions unanswered and the solutions unavailable and intuitively say “Stay down to earth” as if it’s too hard a feat to think around a problem or to have faith that a door will be opened when the time is right. So as a “Dreamer” I will continue to dream despite the counter current faced. Not just negative sentiments, but forces which are uncontrollable and counter cultural norms threaten to dismantle the idea and render my heart broken and defeated. But just as David said in the Psalms as his enemies were surrounding him “I lift my eyes onto the hills, where does my help come from? …My Help comes from the Lord, the maker of Heaven and Earth.”, so too I will say. I will remember Isaiah words “Arise, Shine, for your light has come, and the Glory of the Lord has risen upon you”. These words, and more, and their authority will be the guiding light through the dark paths of this dreamer’s plight and his visions’ accomplishment.

The Story:
It’s a crisp late winter morning, the snow has melted and the frost crystallizes on the drooping stalks of grass in the large pasture. The wind blows gently sending chills under shirt and the sparkles of the sun’s rays begin to warm the face ever so slightly. A calm, quiet stroll brings thoughts of the use of this pasture and as the palm of my hand touches the brittle frozen stems of grass, thoughts of the coming work to be done to prepare this ground for the spring crop fill my mind. Slight remnants of crops from the past still linger in the form of occasional glimpses of “rows” which are now covered in the seeded legumes designed to improve the soil. The rotations have made their journey around and its time for this plot of land to produce again.



Walking back to the barn I walk past the opening of the Horse stall which seconds as a tack room. Grabbing the gear, I walk out to the corral and begin to harness up the traces. The draft mares are skittish after a few months of not being worked, but with time that will pass. The harness is attached, and the two girls are lead to the Manure Spreader. Once the stalls are cleared, we take a peaceful track to the plot that will be re-cultivated. The lever is pushed, and the fertilizing begins fly all the while the two girls enjoy the change of scenery and begin to settle back into their routine.



Its spring, the ground is so soft that your foot sinks an inch as you walk across the field. It’s about 55 degrees and has been for several days now. The ground is thawed, which means its time to break ground. The two mares are joined by a gilding to pull the double plow, because as a rule of thumb for working a plow with draft horses is a horse for each plow and its rider, though its not always the case. Five hours go by and half the work is done. Ten hours go by and the well worked horses and horseman is deserving of some rest. The day is done tomorrow will bring the disk and harrow followed by the seeder the day after that.



Many more events are to be unraveled with this dreamer. What they bring, who knows, but it’s a journey. While the thoughts and intentions of a man’s mind can intend one thing, reality does tend to set in…but it’s the dreamer who can turn reality into opportunity. Stay tuned to this Journey for a real “Reality show”.

Reality:
Currently I am about to build a barn with the help of a friend Hayward Hall. We hope to begin making joints this Saturday (though rain may hinder us) on the Timberframe structure. After going to creek and getting more sand I have the rock work almost complete.



I am going to get the timbers up before finishing up the inside portion. I want to mold the rock around the timbers to form a nice pillar effect.

Rain kept me working under the tent to get this rock work done.

I finally got all the logs stripped of bark. I layed them out so I could see if I had all the components. It sure gets confusing as to whether you have the correct materials or not with logs of various sizes.

This Dreamer is not finished with just work, there must be some play too! Below is a new tune I learned called Grey Eagle.

More to our story to come. Though its being written, it has not yet happened, though its being dreamed, someday it will be lived.