50 k acre shoes

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How many acres have your shoes travelled dear?

He thinks. And I can see him counting. Calculating.

A single pass or total, or an average? Some fields…

Ah I see the challenge! It’s not just a line to travel.

No. They get seeded, scouted, sprayed and harvested.

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Farms across the prairies. North to south, west to east.

And the roads in between too. They are miles not acres.

Fifty thousand acres ‘covered’ as they say in ag circles.

It’s hard to picture that many acres. That much land.

Mud, dust, sweat, blood, tears soak deep into the leather.

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And then there are the miles walking in solidarity.

And playing with the boy and the dogs in the yard.

And the pressing pedals moving down the road.

Your shoes have seen so much my dear, I wonder…

No I’m not sad they can’t talk. Can’t tell tales!

 

I’m tending bar for dVerse Poetics and we are talking about shoes. These are my husband’s shoes that he wears farming, driving, living and loving. I wish they could tell tales, but then being shoes they might only lament about bare toes, socks and shoe debris!  Enjoy the poets, there are quite a few linking up today. Read! Leave love. And share your own!

 

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38 Comments

  1. claudia said,

    December 1, 2013 at 4:31 pm

    oh heck.. i bet they could tell thousand stories… and i bet they enjoy farmlife with your hubs…close to the elements…close to sowing and harvesting.. and so many miles shared….

    • shanyns said,

      December 3, 2013 at 6:54 am

      It’s a great way of life, and it does have challenges too! 🙂 I don’t think I could do anything else with the same love or passion as this.

  2. brian miller said,

    December 1, 2013 at 4:57 pm

    wow. that is a ton of walking….def the miles alone out there just you and the land, but smiling at the bringing up the boy the same and playing with him as well…what is he checking laying on the ground? or is he playing there?

    • shanyns said,

      December 3, 2013 at 6:55 am

      It is a ton of walking! And it’s so cool to be doing farming with our son, to see him being the next generation that loves the land! He is actually scouting, or checking, the emerging canola seeds. To see how they are doing after seeding – and if there are any signs of disease or weed issues.

  3. aprille said,

    December 1, 2013 at 5:49 pm

    1 Hectare 9 = 2.5 acres
    1 Hectare = 100M x 100 M

    100 meters = 60 double paces in my stride.
    So crossing 10 ha would be 1000 M = KM
    10 ha = 25 acre
    20 ha = 50 acres — crossing = 2 km

    crossing 500 acres = 10 km
    crossing 50.000 acres would be 1000 km
    roughly 600 miles.

    I walk 2000 miles a year. Don’t know how that compares, but whatever is: those shoes have been around.
    BTW, what is it he is sniffing on the ground may I ask ?

    • shanyns said,

      December 1, 2013 at 5:52 pm

      And if you times that by four or more it is a lot of miles or kms! He is checking on how the canola seeds for emergence and for weeds and soil moisture and seed placement.

      • aprille said,

        December 3, 2013 at 9:02 pm

        Ear to the ground, clearly 🙂

      • shanyns said,

        December 3, 2013 at 9:08 pm

        Exactly!

  4. Earl said,

    December 1, 2013 at 6:22 pm

    and in the last picture walking for a cause with brothers and sisters from my home band in their walk for environmental awareness and the times I did not have my shoes on because we were in the lake or enjoying the grass

  5. December 1, 2013 at 6:40 pm

    To begin with, I loved this prompt. Maybe I can write a new one for OLN. Next, you always make me long for farm life. For me, working the land, being close to nature is the penultimate joy. I suppose that, at almost 70, I can be grateful for our gardens. That’s where I like to go when I’m felling out-of-sorts. Thank you for this.

    • shanyns said,

      December 3, 2013 at 6:56 am

      Gardens are a joy! I should find the photos of some huge farm gardens that used to be around here! 🙂 Gardens are my favorite places to be, after being with the critters. I’m looking forward to your next piece Victoria. Thanks for coming by.

  6. December 1, 2013 at 7:12 pm

    First of all, I know that the prompt come from your husband partly.. and yes those shoes can tell stories.. how wonderful they look despite the hard work.. Thank you for those glimpses into farm-life..

    • shanyns said,

      December 3, 2013 at 6:57 am

      You are welcome, and yes it was somewhat his idea. We were talking about his ‘new’ shoes and the places they had been. I think they have more character now. And you are welcome, thanks for coming over.

  7. Mary said,

    December 1, 2013 at 8:08 pm

    Very nice poem, Shanyn. And nice prompt at dVerse. Hard to realize just how large those farms are. Loved your field photo. And oh, what stories your husband’s shoes would tell if they could talk. I love ‘miles walked in solidarity.’

    • shanyns said,

      December 3, 2013 at 6:58 am

      Thanks Mary. I still have a hard time wrapping my mind around the size of them. Crops going out in rail cars, seeing products in stores made from those fields. Glad you liked the photos and the poetry. Great to see you!

  8. Sherry Marr said,

    December 1, 2013 at 8:33 pm

    Shanyn, this has been a most entertaining prompt, getting to know people with their shoes off or on, as the case may be. Loved it. Love the good, simple, hard work you and your man do, on the land, and the life you are making together there for your very lucky son.

  9. Gabriella said,

    December 1, 2013 at 9:14 pm

    I too have enjoyed the prompt, both from a poet’s point of view and from a reader’s perspective – including your own poem about your husband’s shoes! They certainly seem to have been around.

    • shanyns said,

      December 3, 2013 at 6:59 am

      Oh yes they have been around! Been through a lot too! Glad you enjoyed the prompt and the poetry!

  10. December 1, 2013 at 11:37 pm

    What a lovely story! I believe those shoes are happy every time they are set to walk home. *smile*

    • shanyns said,

      December 3, 2013 at 6:59 am

      I think you are right! They are most happy to be home, and next most happy to be on the way back to the field.

  11. December 1, 2013 at 11:54 pm

    I like how you created the poem with the photos helping to tell the story. I also like the idea of connecting with our shoes. Great prompt, thanks!

    • shanyns said,

      December 3, 2013 at 7:00 am

      Thanks for joining in, and for coming by. Glad you enjoyed both!

  12. Abhra Pal said,

    December 2, 2013 at 2:18 am

    Beautiful story telling, it added a wonderful effect!

  13. billgncs said,

    December 2, 2013 at 4:41 am

    a good poem – It reminded me of sections – a term more dimensional than acres…

    • shanyns said,

      December 3, 2013 at 7:01 am

      Yeah the guys talk more about sections – and the field names – but I’m an acres kinda gal 🙂 Thanks for coming by.

  14. December 2, 2013 at 6:52 am

    Lovely story and photographs to go with it – thanks Shanyn for the prompt and for the above 🙂

    • shanyns said,

      December 3, 2013 at 7:01 am

      So glad you enjoyed them, and thanks for coming over!

  15. tigerbrite said,

    December 2, 2013 at 5:21 pm

    I am overwhelmed by the vastness of this with no building in sight. It reminds me of a trip to Winnipeg many years ago, the flat land and crops to the horizon. Your hub’s shoes would need to be comfortable:)

    • shanyns said,

      December 3, 2013 at 7:02 am

      Oh yes you think the trip to Winnipeg can be desolate, south of Regina is the place time forgot! Ghost towns and abandoned farms and fields as far as you can literally see! The hydro lines are underground too so there are no power poles to give perspective. I think the moose and snowy owls like it best! Glad you enjoyed the poem, and what did you think of Winnipeg? LOL

      • tigerbrite said,

        December 3, 2013 at 3:59 pm

        I was air crew flying out of London (years ago) and got sent there from LA on a change of schedule. Winnipeg seemed to us like somewhere lost in the previous century:)

      • shanyns said,

        December 3, 2013 at 4:13 pm

        *smiles*

  16. LadyInRead said,

    December 2, 2013 at 8:05 pm

    enjoyed the story you told through your words and photos.. lots of walking, and i think i would enjoy walking in this vastness..

    • shanyns said,

      December 3, 2013 at 7:03 am

      It is a lot of walking but there are so many things to see if you are looking! Thanks for coming by. Glad you enjoyed your visit.

  17. Lydia said,

    December 3, 2013 at 9:48 am

    Your poem tells their story beautifully. My small town has family farms all around it, and the hills are covered with Christmas tree farms. It is easy to cut our own under these conditions, but my husband still went to the local farm store on Saturday and purchased our from the kids running the FFA Christmas Tree Booth. 🙂

    • shanyns said,

      December 3, 2013 at 4:14 pm

      Good for him! And thanks for coming by and reading.


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