Summer sang tonight as the pink sky faded over the pond. I took Curry for a walk, savoring the cooling of evening. Cicadas buzzed from deep in the Shadow Wood as my youngest daughter quietly rocked back and forth in the swing which hangs from a tall and sturdy branch of the Oak Tree not…
I awakened to a muted dawn on this New Year's Day. It rained all night while the winds caused this big house to creak and moan. We have had a crazy December warm spell, but because of the front coming through, I expected it to be cool, so I donned sweats and a sweatshirt to…
Over the weekend, the algorithm powers-that-be decided my feed should be filled with photos of the beautiful Mimosa Tree because they are in full bloom here in Tennessee. It's funny how a photo can bring back vivid memories. Mimosas are one of my favorite trees. When I was growing up, we had a huge one…
I often wonder who decided what is a wildflower and what is a weed. Every morning, as I feed the animals and inspect the gardens, I find things where they supposedly shouldn't be such as dandelions in the flower beds, clover in the vegetable gardens, or vines running through the shrubs. I pull them up…
Have you ever had a thought that sounded like you, but you have no idea where it came from? A thought that troubled you, discouraged you or led you to a place mentally that you didn't want to go?
On a warm Autumn day my father giddily wielded a pair of branch loppers and beat me to the Shadow Wood. Before I knew it, he had forged a path. We had not yet been able to explore what lay beyond our back yard because the underbrush was so thick and foreboding. The decision had…
After the construction of our big, beautiful raised beds, I called around to find out who would deliver dirt. After a bit of research I found a company whose dump truck wasn't broken (that is apparently a common issue around here) and they delivered a big, beautiful pile of soil just a few hours later.…
I have missed growing vegetables. Our previous home was located within the domain of an HOA that forbade such "unattractive" landscaping so, aside from the pitiful potted tomato plant on my pack patio, I had to go to the local Farmers' Market to find fresh veggies. Now we have eight beautiful acres. I have thought…
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