Peripatetic philomaths…focusing on what's really important, eating ethically and cleanly, fermenting, foraging/wildcrafting, practicing herbalism, and being responsible stewards of our land. Sharing our photos, musings, and learnings. Still seeking our tribe.
I think that tree bark, like cloud formations, lends itself to woolgathering. Do you see a face in this image? Does it have an expression? And even without invoking the imagination, the interplay of light and shadows, as well as the variety of colors made me stop and appreciate the feeling it created.
If you’re reading this – or if you follow the blog – you know I write poetry. I post a fair number of farm and nature-related haiku, and I’m inspired on a daily basis by my surroundings. But where to go from here? I’ve a yen to self-publish!
Queen Anne’s Lace is a very special flower, comprised of many tiny, individual flowers in an umbrella-shaped “umbel”. At the center, one or more of the flowers may be red or purple (or there may be no colorful center flower at all).
The various brambles and briars on the farm are the very epitome of resilience – and quiet anger. They seem to invite one to brush up, even if unintentionally, against a tendril so those long, sharp thorns can get a bite of flesh. They’re so adept at scratching me that I sometimes wonder if they’re actually moving when I’m not looking – getting closer, smirking, and then grabbing.