We finished planting our last seedling yesterday in the rain. Of course we paused for a picture by a crabapple in bloom that we planted a couple of years ago And we paused to pray and thank God for the opportunity to be stewards of this land and to ask his blessings upon our endeavors.

A number of years ago while my Aunt Ila was still alive, she asked me why I plant and replant so many trees. My simple response was, "Aren't we glad that Grandpa Reinhold took time to plant trees?" I could have continued by naming my parents as well. I have planted thousands of trees over the last four decades. I do not know how many have survived and I do know that hundreds have not, but I continue to not only plant trees, but also teach our children the importance of being stewards of this land that we call home.

Planting, cultivation, and caretaking is really more about generations. I will sit in the shade of only some of these trees. It takes years for them to grow. But just as those who lived here before on the Lonetree Ranch, I look to the future and the blessings that may be enjoyed in the legacy that I and my wonderful wife Robin establish.

This is a tough land. The landscape is scarred by drought and history-making blizzards and storms. But I love it here. I so enjoy the opportunity to daily express my faith and hope in God Almighty even in the simple day to day tasks of agriculture.

Yesterday's conclusion to another chapter was really quite joyful. Yes, we were finished with a task, but even more... it was raining. One of those perfect rains that was watering the earth. The grass... the wheat... and our little trees were soaking the life giving moisture that will make for a better summer. Sunshine will be coming and that miracle of photosynthesis will kick into high gear.

I tell my family that I am writing a book entitled, "All the Things I have Learned Over the Last Fifty Years... That You Don't Have to". Often I will tell Robin or the rest of the family, "Well that is another chapter". I am certain that if I would look inside the front cover of this tattered journal, one would find several chapters about establishing and growing trees... where?... of all places... The Lonetree Ranch.