Time to cut hay! it is starting to bloom! When the hay just starts to bloom the protein content is the highest.
Our world smells like just mown hay.
Delicious!
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
I’ve been having a bit of a problem with the raccoons—so I put out a game camera to see what I could see–
No, raccoons, but a darling Mom and her little one moving through the farm as the full moon sang to Earth among the million stars dotting the dark blue sky.
So cute! (They don’t eat my flowers (so far) I only plant things they don’t like. Therefore, I get the thrill of tiny hoof prints in the soil.
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,
Linda
In the soft, soft days of Spring—
The joy of making a nest casts a rhythm into each and every bird—
(from my archives)
Bringing to the earth a calm
(Killdeer nest-from my archives)
A subtle sense of joy, happiness, and completeness!
(from my archives)
(from my archives)
I love Spring.
From my world to your heart,
Linda