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Friday, April 28, 2017 4:28 AM
As Greg and I said our goodbyes and headed back down to the creek, it occurred to me that these suburban youths may well have cleaned up the chicken coop, moved rocks and brushed the winter coats off of the horses, but in reality they did ever so much more.
  • Friday, April 28, 2017 4:28 AM
    As Greg and I said our goodbyes and headed back down to the creek, it occurred to me that these suburban youths may well have cleaned up the chicken coop, moved rocks and brushed the winter coats off of the horses, but in reality they did ever so much more.
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  • Friday, April 21, 2017 7:33 AM
    This story not only starts without any beginning, I am also quite certain that it comes to a close without any end. It seems to go something like this.
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  • Thursday, April 13, 2017 8:31 AM
    That first spring, I was amazed to find similar red budding trees growing everywhere, not peeking out from behind city houses, but majestically growing much taller and straighter along the edges of our farm fields. I thought that they were beautiful, decorating the early spring hills with a splash of color that contrasted perfectly with the new growing green.
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  • Thursday, April 6, 2017 5:20 AM
    And it occurred to me that at that moment, I was the most fortunate person I could imagine. I had a house within which I could sit comfortably, surrounded by clean citrus-scented air, tilt my head back and see the whole outside world. I could not imagine needing or wanting anything else. I had it all right there.
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  • Thursday, March 30, 2017 6:30 AM
    It is no easy task to leave the farm. The dogs need to be delivered to their doggish hotel across the river. We need to make sure that there are sufficient food supplies to last the duration of our departure for all of the hungry rabbits, goats, chickens, ducks, pigeons, horses and cattle.
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  • Wednesday, March 15, 2017 7:31 AM
    I love to watch the red-tailed hawks fly across the creek valley. Their light brown bellies glint beautifully in the sun as they fly. Their dark brown wings stretch four feet across, and as they turn and climb higher into the sky, I can see their fan-shaped namesake, red tails. Their scratchy call echoes among the hills and up and down the creek valley.
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  • Friday, March 10, 2017 7:32 AM
    It was a warm day, actually an amazingly warm day for the first of March. I felt quite comfortable in a short- sleeved shirt, and I was not even that surprised to see quite a few folks uptown wearing shorts and sandals as I ran my errands.
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  • Friday, March 3, 2017 6:56 AM
    A little over a year has passed. The grandchildren have grown. We have planted and harvested crops. The feeder calves seem to have ballooned into full-grown cattle, but sometimes it seems like only yesterday when I sat beside him and held his hand. We talked of so many things.
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  • Wednesday, February 22, 2017 8:37 AM
    The first day of spring is still officially four weeks away, but I must have forgotten to tell my honeybees. The weather has been amazingly warm, and they have broken out of their winter clusters and have taken flight to forage for food.
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  • Thursday, February 16, 2017 11:03 AM
    We stood back and looked at the leftover wood. “We almost have enough for another house,” Greg said. I thought again of my childhood troll houses, but decided to keep quiet, just for now. We still have our own home to finish, but it certainly occurred to me that it would be fun to build a troll cabin off in the woods. Shh ...
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