Twenty years ago we were visited by just such a young fellow at our farm in Westhampton. Seems he was lonely and took a liking to one of our Guernsey heifers. Well, he finally moved on; probably realized "she wasn't his type".
Saturday, January 17, 2009
More Clouds
Maybe it's because I was raised by a farmer but I'm always looking up outside. To me it's one of the most enchanting shows there is. The changing moods of the clouds, give us messages of what is to come and decorates our immediate landscape. The vastness and infinity of the sky with clouds puts our personal importance into place.
Ashfield Waterfall
Tucked in back of one of the cemeteries in Ashfield is a revene that hides a small brook and the path that follows it. Because of it's downward flow and the esker soil, it spills and flows gently over and around rocks and brush. The coolness of the hideaway becomes a welcome respite on a summer day.
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