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Saturday, May 16, 2015

ode to farm life

We are selling this rustic farm property, and will soon be moving closer to town. The time has come to trade it in for less land and more house. In two weeks we will close escrow and I can be a little more informative, and will share and shed my tears here with some honesty.

In the meantime, we celebrate our final spring in the country. Overdue for an animal update, here is a glimpse of our outdoor happenings this spring...


You never know what you might find under a rock. Salamanders must be one of my favorite amphibians.


There was plenty of insect life this spring, and I am sure none of them minded being caught by a proud child. 



My favorite of our animal endeavors was rescuing this juvenile red-tailed hawk from the blackberry brambles. I am not sure how this majestic bird got a thorny vine wrapped around his neck, but after untangling him he flew away with only a superficial cut.

We get excited to find these gopher snakes in the yard because, as their name implies, they hunt the plant-eating rodents that decimate our garden. Everyone wants to get in on the action.


Blue-bellied lizards run in and out of the yard. Periodically an unfortunate one gets caught.

Karsten has taken to farm life like the healthy little boy that he is. Chasing chickens is one of his more favorite activities. These feathered ladies will most certainly NOT miss him when we move.

He has developed a tractor fetish, just like his daddy.


And a mud fetish too. What little boy wouldn't? (When I wasn't looking he decided a flower pot I had just watered was as good as a swimming pool.)


Many evenings after dinner, we take our family walk around the property. I take up the rear, picking up the stragglers, snapping photos here and there, observing my sweet family as they live and grow. This is my view. The best part of this view is the part I will be taking with me when we move.


Farewell spring. Onto the season of summer! Farewell apple blossoms. Onto the fruit that follows! Farewell farm. Onto a new season bearing the fruit of our days spent here!

1 comment:

  1. Oh, it is kinda sad what you are leaving behind. But ultimately I'm sure you are absolutely right--that what you leave is not what's really important. But what wonderful ways to soak up all that nature before the move!

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