IT IS TIME There comes a timesomewherein the midst of June. When Mother Earthshakes outher blanket of warmsweet existence. Whispering, it is time. Queue the rhythmicsounds of bees;busily pollinatingeverything in sight. And everythingis as it should be.
Even when,the saltyocean airwhips itselfinto afrenzy ofactivity. Even then,it isthe mostpeacefulof spacesto findone's self.
NOISES Sometimes, we are up all nightmaking noise. Talking aboutthe things that matter in the World. Writing about the very things that we've overlooked in the light of day. Like water. Asking ourselves when exactly did the taps run dry ? How did we not notice the once annoying drip drip had stopped. And how … Continue reading WATER IS LIFE
Walking the farm in spring is done every year : checking out what has gone on during the winter, which fences need repair, how much damage has the harsh season done. This year we found something new while wandering the slough that meanders through our farm. We have new neighbors. Beavers have moved in and … Continue reading Seasonal Observations On the Farm: I’ll Be Dammed
The Wellness Almanac 