Chapter One

A light drizzle is surrounding me as I wander through the gardens cutting flowers to put in the farmstand.  It is sunrise, only the sun isn’t shining.  The humidity seems high and the gnats are horrible and the mosquitoes are biting.  I’m hot and my body heat is steaming up my glasses so that I can’t see. I couldn’t be happier.  Birds are busily going about their morning routines, the chickens are still in the coops, protesting loudly that they want out.   A large red-tailed hawk swooped down behind the big hen house and went after a nest of Robins.   The tranquil bliss was brought to an end.  The hawk has been hanging around here for about a week.  Most disturbing to our little piece of paradise.

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Red Lion Renovation Projects

You can feel it.

The earth is ready to shake off her winter blanket.  There are quiet stirrings and subtle shuffling of the layers.

The robins are singing sweetly at sunup.

The scent in the air is different too.

 

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St James City and Galt Preserve

Maybe it is because it has been cold here recently.

Maybe I just want to remember what it feels like to have warm sun on my bare skin and brightly colored flowers blooming.

 Maybe it is because my screen saver popped up a few of these photos and I just felt like sharing them with you.

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Through The Garden Gate February 2019

The chickens and I are joining Sarah from Down By The Sea for Through the Garden Gate, February.  Through the Garden Gate is a monthly link up for gardeners to share what is happening in their garden each month.

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Such goodness to hold in my heart

We lost a piece of our heart this week.

Our sweet little senior rescue dog crossed over.

Her name was Peanut, she now rests peacefully under the pear tree. Though she was part of our lives for only a short four years and just a speck of a dog her absence feels big and all-consuming.

 

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A new sheriff in town

Snow is on the way.  A hush is in the air, that stillness that always seems to come before snowfall.

Orange blossom honey drizzled in my tea.

   So here I am a week in on the most annoying cold; savoring lots of tea and honey in hopes of soothing my throat. Continue reading