Playing the Field

Each day when Aimee and I pick up Colin and Matt at Guerin, this is what we see to the side of the long driveway back down from the school. We both park so we can gaze out at the farmland like this.  I absolutely love it.  I can't wait to see it through the seasons.  She and I come early to retrieve the boys so that we get to play a little while we wait for them each day and I look forward to it as Aimee is a whole lotta fun.  We gaze at this view and laugh and giggle and share stories about what the boys say happened at Guerin the previous day, about our own high school years, about life in general, etc.  We call it playing the field in honor of the fields that surround Guerin at this point...no doubt sometime in the near future, it will be a housing development, but for now...it sits in an honest-to-goodness farm field!  It reminds me of Starmont, my own high school, which was, and still is, situated amidst the corn, bean, and hay fields between the three towns of Strawberry Point, Arlington, and Lamont (ST AR MONT) in northeast Iowa.   It is also about the same size, so Guerin always feels very comfortable, familiar, and sweet to me.  I look forward to it each day and am trying to appreciate all these simple things as much as possible, for next year Matt and Colin will be driving on their own to school and Aimee and I will lose our daily playtime and the great view that goes with it...changes, I have found, happen way too quickly these days...it's best just not to let the simple things fly by without proper notice.  This is one of those things.