Muddy Boots

Rain!

Too late for this year, but comforting nonetheless.

My favorite color God paints on this earth is the not-quite-brown-but-not-really-yellow gold color that soy beans turn just before they become dry, brittle brown and ready for picking.  I've been known to stop the car on the side of the road on our way into The City just so I can look out over that beautiful color one moment longer. 

Unfortunately, there hasn't been any of that color this year.  I would guess that drought has played a big part in the why.  The beans are turning so fast that I'm missing my color, although I suspect that they are skipping right over my color completely.  I've also noticed that the fields aren't turning color uniformly.  Big splotches of green, yellow, and dried brown cover every field between here and town.

I'm not really disheartened, though.  That color is not man-made and next year, when conditions are better, the beans will once again turn MY color.