"But it is a mild, mild wind, and a mild looking sky; 

and the air smells now, as if it blew from a far-away meadow; 

they have been making hay somewhere under the slopes 

of the Andes, Starbuck, and the mowers are sleeping among the 

new-mown hay."

from Moby Dick

 By Herman Melville

My brother in law Ralph cuts the hay.

"Far to the north, or indeed in any direction

strange mountains and creatures have always lurked-

elves, goblins,trolls, and spiders:-we

encounter them in dread and wonder,

But once we have tasted far streams, touched the gold

found some limit beyond the waterfall

a season changes, we come back , changed

but safe, quiet, graceful."

     from Allegiances

               by William Stafford