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Thursday, June 15, 2017 6:03 AM
I have come to know so many birds since we have made our home here at the creek. The wild ones call beautifully each spring morning, their chorus so loud that it would be impossible to sleep in after a hard day’s work, and many of the tame ones I have come to know individually, each with their own distinct personality.
  • Thursday, June 15, 2017 6:03 AM
    I have come to know so many birds since we have made our home here at the creek. The wild ones call beautifully each spring morning, their chorus so loud that it would be impossible to sleep in after a hard day’s work, and many of the tame ones I have come to know individually, each with their own distinct personality.
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  • Thursday, June 8, 2017 3:35 AM
    I love this time of year. The morning air is wonderfully cool, and as I walk across the yard to do the animal chores, I leave behind a trail of footsteps through the dew-covered grass. I find myself retracing my steps, much as through the winter snow, not wanting to mar the pristine beauty of the sparkling dew-covered field.
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  • Friday, June 2, 2017 3:05 AM
    I realized that age had afforded these wonderful ladies the freedom to go where they chose to go, happily embracing both the past and the present, and that with age, they had gained the courage to welcome new adventures, such as driving down the creek valley road for an afternoon visit to an off-grid farm. And yes, I am still smiling.
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  • Thursday, May 25, 2017 7:04 AM
    I feel as though the sound of the falling rain is a soothing backdrop to my thoughts, sometimes picking up in intensity, other times slacking off to gentle patter. It occurs to me that all of the creek creatures, Greg and I included, have slowed our pace and adapted to the wet day outside.
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  • Thursday, May 11, 2017 2:05 AM
    All was not quite right with their world, but I knew that their new queen would climb from her cramped cell within a few days, and that as soon as her scent passed from bee to bee and all throughout the hive, that this colony's buzzing would contentedly reflect that all was once again well.
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  • Thursday, May 4, 2017 6:36 AM
    There still seems to be so much that I do not know about this country life, and I wonder if I will live long enough to feel as though I have finally hit my stride.
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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.
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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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