Animals
Life at the farm hums on...the perpetual cycle continues. Each and every day I am privileged and thankful to be a part of that. Before sunrise I awaken to the song of the resident cardinals and as dawn creeps through the wood, listen as the rest of the avian chorus takes up the melody. There is comfort in those familiar songs...like being greeted each morning by an old friend
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As the songs of the birds are replaced by the nightime calls of the Peepers (tree frogs), my body is exhausted, but my heart is full and happy. I close my eyes knowing that the cycle of life continues and I have enjoyed being a part of it with all of my senses. I long for nothing more than this. I am a very fortunate gal in a very beautiful world.
- Music To My Ears
I love music...music of all types.I've always felt that my life had a soundtrack.Different songs take me back to different times in my life. Perhaps the sweetest song, though, is the sounds of the farm at any given moment. Be it rain showers, crickets...
- Day Is Done, Gone The Sun
It's eight o'clock in the evening.The day was long...but so, so productive. The garden and the pumpkin patch are finished.The flowers are planted.The watering is done. The sun has set and an orange moon is rising in the sky. Welcome to my second...
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Each day as I go about my chores on the farmI imagine that my life is accompanied by a soundtrack.And although I love music of many genres,when I am outside working, I prefer the symphony of the earth. If you live in the city, you would say that...
- Birdsongs 101
Over the past few years a whole new world has opened up to me.It is a world that I have always been aware of,but not so intimately a part of as now. All of my life I have been aware of and in awe of birds...so delicate,so nurturing, so driven by instinct,so...
- You Can't Keep Them Young!
This morning started much the same as every morning on the farm. Our alarm clock is the first "wake up!" song of Mr. Cardinal (Mr. and Mrs. are year-long residents in the tree outside the farmhouse). Without fail, each day he sings the first stanza of...
Animals
Back to Basics... My Thoughts
Life at the farm hums on...the perpetual cycle continues. Each and every day I am privileged and thankful to be a part of that. Before sunrise I awaken to the song of the resident cardinals and as dawn creeps through the wood, listen as the rest of the avian chorus takes up the melody. There is comfort in those familiar songs...like being greeted each morning by an old friend
. As I move through the day's chores that take me to different areas of the farm, I enjoy visits with the same old friends....the blue heron that frequents our pond in search of fish, the bluebirds that have made their home in our pasture, the tree swallow that sings on my garden fence, and so many more. They watch as I work, offering their song and I try to reciprocate with a cheerful whistle.
Farm work is hard work...physically challenging. Farm work is also mentally liberating. There is a satisfaction in knowing that each and every task, though simple, is of great value. The fruits of our labor is the food on our table and a good life for the animals in our pastures. Because we have gone back to basics, we can understand cause and effect. This has increased our awareness of the precious balance that has to be maintained in order to keep our world healthy. My wish is that each and every one of you could spend a little time getting back in touch with the land and the basics of living.
As the songs of the birds are replaced by the nightime calls of the Peepers (tree frogs), my body is exhausted, but my heart is full and happy. I close my eyes knowing that the cycle of life continues and I have enjoyed being a part of it with all of my senses. I long for nothing more than this. I am a very fortunate gal in a very beautiful world.- Music To My Ears
I love music...music of all types.I've always felt that my life had a soundtrack.Different songs take me back to different times in my life. Perhaps the sweetest song, though, is the sounds of the farm at any given moment. Be it rain showers, crickets...
- Day Is Done, Gone The Sun
It's eight o'clock in the evening.The day was long...but so, so productive. The garden and the pumpkin patch are finished.The flowers are planted.The watering is done. The sun has set and an orange moon is rising in the sky. Welcome to my second...
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Each day as I go about my chores on the farmI imagine that my life is accompanied by a soundtrack.And although I love music of many genres,when I am outside working, I prefer the symphony of the earth. If you live in the city, you would say that...
- Birdsongs 101
Over the past few years a whole new world has opened up to me.It is a world that I have always been aware of,but not so intimately a part of as now. All of my life I have been aware of and in awe of birds...so delicate,so nurturing, so driven by instinct,so...
- You Can't Keep Them Young!
This morning started much the same as every morning on the farm. Our alarm clock is the first "wake up!" song of Mr. Cardinal (Mr. and Mrs. are year-long residents in the tree outside the farmhouse). Without fail, each day he sings the first stanza of...