In the Garden

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For the Love of Blue Corn

For the Love of Blue Corn

I've always had an affinity for corn... A truly profound draw to it. I love the way it spirals up... Encircling itself as it reaches for the sun... Capturing the rain within its long outstretched leaves... Strongly rooted... Profoundly towering... Swaying in the breeze, dancing in the wind. The sounds, the smells, the sight of it all moves me like…
Down the Field

Down the Field

Out beyond ideas of wrongdoing and rightdoing, there is a field. I'll meet you there. When the soul lies down in that grass, the world is too full to talk about. ~Rumi xoxo, M
Shown, Unshown – July into August

Shown, Unshown – July into August

Oh, how I've missed you all! And so here I am again, trying to document and share after being absent from this space for much longer than I'd hoped, planned, or anticipated! Realizing it is mid-August (how the heck did that happen), we're way past due for a catch-up and so, instead of baraging you with 15 different posts, I'll…
The Hummingbird

The Hummingbird

Oh, give us pleasure in the flowers to-day; And give us not to think so far away As the uncertain harvest; keep us here All simply in the springing of the year. Oh, give us pleasure in the orchard white, Like nothing else by day, like ghosts by night; And make us happy in the happy bees, The swarm dilating…
In the Garden – Mid July

In the Garden – Mid July

I've found myself wondering (once again) where the time has gone. It was said when I was a kid that the older I'd get, the faster time would pass... The busier I'd get, the more responsibilities I'd have, the faster moments would slip through my fingers. I didn't believe it, though. Nor did I need to because, at the time,…
Cultivation

Cultivation

I took the day off of work today and gifted myself some space and time to just be. No work or email or online miscellaneous (until now ;-) ). No chores, no lists. I made an agreement with myself to do nothing I didn't want to do. Faced with this freedom, I spent the early hours of the morning in…
Shown, Unshown – May into June

Shown, Unshown – May into June

This post could have easily be called, "On remembering why we started". Though I microblog a lot these days, there are times I'm not sure how to even address the battles happening on the farm and within myself... And so I wait to find the right words at the right times to put in this space so as to properly…