There’s a morning ruckus that serenades the silence of the rising sun here at the homestead. At the first sliver of light, Tom turkey sings louder than the rooster. His gobble is glorious, and he keeps it consistent all day long. Personally, I love it. It’s like the hobby farm fight song that echoes through … More Winter Awakenings, Spring Sprouts
GREENS are growing! I repeat, GREENS ARE GROWING. Will they make it to my new garden? A garden that is (as of the present moment anyway) merely an extension of my overly vivid & ambitious imagination? This story is yet to be told, but do you have any idea what it does to my heart … More Green-Headed-Poppy-Heart.