I picked up rocks, sticks, and pulled weeds along the fence-line...
with some help from my cute little side-kick.
Then as I sat, leaning on a hay bale, I admired the new view of the farm.
A peaceful, productive day.
XOXO
The wind is howling, and a change of season is in the air. I gather all the outdoor plants around me, on a spot in the grass. I cut back the...
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