Sunrise. A new day. New Beginnings. My favorite time of the day. The shadows are long and dew drops glisten in the grass. Blowing on Dandelions and making wishes, all things seem possible at this hour.
Sunrise. A new day. New Beginnings. My favorite time of the day. The shadows are long and dew drops glisten in the grass. Blowing on Dandelions and making wishes, all things seem possible at this hour.
It was a full weekend with friends and fellow farmers and various other visitors pulling in and out.
Grey. Rain and snow fell from the sky most of the day. It is cold and it feels raw. Mostly it feels never ending. *********************************************************************