the kids collecting garbage alone the road. |
Jasper was determined to get “every last can” and ended up smelling like a bar by the time we returned home |
the kids collecting garbage alone the road. |
Jasper was determined to get “every last can” and ended up smelling like a bar by the time we returned home |
Thank you for articulating this sentiment, Erin. On a somewhat less personal level I have been experiencing similar feelings as I reread the Little House books by Laura Ingalls Wilder. This country as we know it was certainly built on a foundation of destruction, and yet it is hard not to feel thankful for the beautiful agrarian landscapes we've inherited. It seems the best any of us can do to resolve the inherent tension is take as good of care of the land and its critters as possible, and build a life celebrating their gifts. I am thankful for the good example you offer us.
Lovely insightful post! Enjoy your piece of heaven!
u live in such a magical place….makes me want to step into that last photo & help your son juggle all those cans!! xxx
wishing you a most fertile year! xo
love those old cabbage plants. looks like our fields right now
Dear Erin,
Nice to meet you! I recently discoverd you by reading the article that Victoria Bliss published! I am an aspiring cut flower farmer and a farmgirl at heart. I write for MaryJanesFarm as her Beach Farmgirl blogger and I also author my own homemaking/homesteading blog. I give you a mention in my lastest post for MarJanesfarm! Come by and say hello. I'm also your newest follower here… Looking forward to learning more!
Deb
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Aaaw your words…