Last night we turned the clocks back and gained an hour sleep, which was awesome because I have some sort of bug that is stuffing up my nose and making me cough. Not too bad - just annoying and tiring. Seasons out here are different that where we lived before. We've enjoyed watching the corn grow in the fields behind our house, and the soy beans grow in the fields across the street. The seasons are marked by planting and harvesting, newborn animals in the fields, and the bravery and friskiness of animals who are ready to mate. It's a beautiful way to watch the year pass, and it all puts the season and life in perspective a little bit. Fall festivals make a little more sense when they coincide with harvesting crops and marketing mature animal products, and Spring is even more renewing. Right now we're dying to see the corn field behind us be harvested, as have most of the other fields in the area been in the past few weeks. Most of our trees are planted and much of our b...