Autumn use to be my all-time favorite season, but I have changed my mind.
Now, it is Spring.
As I walk around my gardens and farm, I am enchanted by each and every sight. Each turn of my head, each gaze of my eyes presents a new surprise: a pileated woodpecker flying inches above my head; tiny leaves emerging from a previously bare, dead-like branch; bluebirds darting everywhere; different colorful and fragrant blossoms opening daily.
Yesterday, as I walked past the wisteria, I was immediately overcome with sweetness. Only at spring.
For days, I have been mesmerized by the melange of greens. They are so enchanting. I never tire of just looking. And, looking and looking.
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| Our four bulls and Becky's horse, Ember |
Yes, spring is special and I am enjoying and embracing every last second.
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