A day of ironies in several ways…a couple birthdays; the day my dad died; Spring was his favorite time of year because of the new beginnings; a granddaughter visiting the farm; the farm tired, old and still there; Emma the Lab running free from the constraints of urban life; a daughter finishing up highschool; a good day because we (23 of us) all were in harmony and thankful.
A cool, breezy Spring day with places, for most of those so inclined, to escape the loud banter and din. If you let yourself, you can focus, regroup and gain clarity. The Farm has always offered that when I visit.
SwittersB & Exploring 