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Let the good times roll! ⛈️ Sometimes, when you try to outmaneuver Mother Nature, you get smacked down. That’s what happened when we tried to get the morning chores done before a thunderstorm rolled in.
Continue reading “Around The Farm: Caught In A Storm (Or “A Free Shower”)”
It’s been raining. A lot. Though it’s stopped for now, it’s left behind sloppy, slippery mud. Everywhere. And that clay mud gets on everything, bogging down the wheels of the cart I use to convey feed to the animals, clogging up the tread of my boots…imagine walking in that same mud with now-treadless boots – good times.
Continue reading “Haiku: Maddening Mire”
As I walked through the pasture today, something caught my eye – a miniscule turtle! It was in a fairly open area, but well-camouflaged.
Continue reading “Haiku: One Step At A Time”
Through the vicissitudes of life, when uncertainty and turmoil further erode the fragile veneer of civilization, the trees stand watch. They were here before us and will be here after us. Despite our (humans’) attempts to destroy them – cutting, burning, poisoning – they persist. I celebrate them, bathing in their resilience and quiet energy, and I’m thankful that there are still trees to be enjoyed.
Now may be an opportune moment to spend some time with a gentle arboreal giant…may you find peace in these trying times.
A storm blew through last night, and it left fallen branches and leaves in its wake. When I was refreshing the pigs’ water (the “pond” above is their water bowl), I was struck by the image created by the multicolored leaves that had been swept into the water: it so clearly was, to me, a harbinger of Autumn.
Sometimes stitches just don’t want to cooperate. Yes, I know I may be anthropomorphizing, but this particular one – Trinity – keeps making an extra stitch appear. From where??