The wild plum trees produce a lovely fragrance that wafts across the entire farm.
Apple blossoms - not fragrant but beautiful nonetheless. And the bees like them!
Tomato dreams
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| Double tulips |
Chicken tracks in the mud, dried to fossil hardness
Midwest haute cuisine: morel mushrooms
A little neighbor tries on my glasses
Trillium
Bluebell woods. So beautiful, so transient.
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| Wild plum tree on the banks of Nettle Creek |
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| Basket, bag or box - he just wants to be IN something! |
Spring on the farm - it washes over us like a flood and we're busy trying to absorb it all and keep up with all the arrivals, both animal and vegetable. Things look very different this spring than they did last spring. We still have lots of dreams to fulfill and that's what keeps us moving.
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