What a lovely vignette, Hazel.
The contrast between the morning and the evening, and the daily life on the farm was a strong one.
I could picture Jonathan taking a moment to look at the sunrise, a moment of private prayer, appreciating something far greater than the hauling and mucking around him on the farm.
In the same way, I could picture Martha taking a moment in the evening and, as her day wound down, saying her private prayer for the end of the day.
But most importantly, at times, the two shared their moments with each other. Isn't that what it's all about?
BTW, I had no problem figuring out who the characters were.
Thanks for that special moment,
gerry
