Where I Stood

With warm/dry days filtered in amongst the cold/wet days,
the farmer begins to imagine his crop for the spring.
Old methods give way to better ideas aimed at improving the
preparation of and for the planting.
'Farmer talk' abounds at the prospect of the sale.
Upgrading can save time and lessen the toil.
Increased expense is considered.

The buyer leaves empty handed,

homeward bound for more research and investigation.

We traveled to Simpson, Kansas yesterday in the nice weather to look at a used "two row planter". It would fit behind our little tractor, as we increase the type and yield of our crops

for this year and this planter would be the upgrade we are looking for,

if only the hydraulic system was a better match. (Dare I say, you can probably consider us "farmers".)

This is the little abandoned train depot in the town. Back in the day,

you could ride in one of the passenger cars of the train that left this depot for Salina,

Kansas, and from there go anywhere you wanted to.

If you spy something of interest in this part of the country, you had better take a photo of it NOW, because tomorrow, it could have fallen down from wind and weather, neglect or age. There was talk at one time of burning this one down, glad they didn't - it stirs the imagination of 'what once was'.

Where I Stand Sunday is an ongoing photo essay examining the different places

I spend my life standing. Too often we take for granted the everyday places

we spend our lives walking on.

The ground we tread on has its own stories to tell.