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Friday, October 20, 2017 6:21 AM
I sit under my tent, contentedly watching, selling the occasional wine bottle wind-chime and giving away marbles to any children who happen along. It has so warmed my heart, and I am so pleased to report that I have learned today that children can range in age from being pushed by their parents in strollers to sporting canes and hearing aids.
  • Friday, October 20, 2017 6:21 AM
    I sit under my tent, contentedly watching, selling the occasional wine bottle wind-chime and giving away marbles to any children who happen along. It has so warmed my heart, and I am so pleased to report that I have learned today that children can range in age from being pushed by their parents in strollers to sporting canes and hearing aids.
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  • Friday, October 6, 2017 3:21 AM
    This past weekend was a busy weekend indeed, but curiously we were not doing any farm work at all. Two different groups had asked if they could stop by and see what it is that we do. Of course, we said yes.
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  • Thursday, September 28, 2017 3:07 PM
    But no matter how I called to the Hereford, he was always reluctant to socialize with me, even when I offered him his favorite fattening grain. Not so the Holstein. He would literally dance across the meadow to greet me.
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  • Thursday, September 21, 2017 9:20 AM
    It is that time of year when the creek valley dresses itself with bright yellow, my mother’s favorite color. As the nights turn colder, I smile and hold her a bit closer to my heart, seeing her bright joy in the creek valley all around me.
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  • Friday, September 15, 2017 8:59 AM
    Feeling foolish and a bit blue, I promised to try not to scratch, but Greg really cheered me up when he volunteered to go down to the creek and fetch some jewell weed. We have learned that a poultice of the orange flowers works wonders as a cure for such ailments as the poison oak greenhouse blues.
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  • Thursday, September 7, 2017 10:43 AM
    Our homing pigeons seem so beautifully clean and pure. Even our oldest bird, who we have had for the past seven years, still looks as handsome and pristine as he did the day we brought him home, but for all of the birds’ beauty, they are masters at making a mess.
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  • Thursday, August 31, 2017 7:47 AM
    Yes, I have certainly come to recognize the rhythms of our life down here at the creek. I feel securely wrapped in their familiarity, and I could not think of a better way to live.
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  • Friday, August 25, 2017 6:20 AM
    So, yes, every morning after the spider evictions, as I head outside to do the animal chores, I walk across the side deck in search of morning dew on the now-familiar spider webs, knowing that the dew will signal the start of a perfectly cool late summer day. I am still looking.
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  • Friday, August 18, 2017 7:38 AM
    I heard that our city friends and family were placing bets as to how long I would last in the country. Fifteen years later, I imagine that all bets are off. Wild horses could not drag me back to the city.
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  • Friday, August 11, 2017 4:58 AM
    It was then that the call of a mourning dove began to float through the windows, carried on the still wet air. Smaller birds began to chirp and whistle, and Greg and I sat at the breakfast table, sipping our coffee. How wonderful to be surrounded by the sounds of a wet creek valley morning.
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