He who puts his hand
to the plough and then looks back
will never plough straight
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Wind-carved furrows on the open prairie
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Meanwhile, Melody Muses... 
So wise 🙂
😀 Only because I borrowed some of the words from Jesus. Don’t go thinking I know anything, now. 😉
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I hate it when that happens! 😉
i inch along on
snow in comfort of distress
glaciers move us all
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Glaciers are powerful things. Wise words, Eric!
Hey, maybe he LIKES curved furrows? So what if the neighbours laugh. 🙂
hehe I love the effect of that snow – its’ not cultivated land, but grass beneath, so the snow made its own furrows! When I used to do some of the harrowing on the farm back in the day, I was always concerned that it looked nice, rather than that it was done properly. I always liked to watch the pattern the harrows made and wasn’t always so cognizant of the real issues at hand. Like power poles, for instance. 😉
Ya, when we look back we are so concerned about how we are ploughing and how our furrow looks, but by doing that we go crooked. The same holds true when we are running a race. They say always keep your eye on the finish line. I was a runner and I always like to look back to see if anyone was catching up to me.
🙂 I think here, as in all things, we need a balance. If we don’t look back once in a while, we can’t see how well we are doing, and may miss the chance to correct an error. but if we look back too much, we can’t move ahead fully, either. Thanks for the runner’s perspective!