“The ultimate goal of farming is not the growing of crops, but the cultivation and perfection of human beings.”

Masanobu Fukuoka, The One-Straw Revolution

A Feast For The Senses

I have found that the way to make any day magical,
at this time of year,
is to spend it outside.

I had planned to head to the woods early yesterday morning.
However, we awoke to a 36 degree morning,
making it just a little brisk for mushroom hunting.

Instead, I picked fresh asparagus and radishes,
and made duck egg omelettes for breakfast.
By the time breakfast was over, the temperature was in the fifties and heading towards 60.

With a full stomach, I loaded the gator with my camera equipment and Sammie,
and headed out to the woods with Annie and Chester in tow.

For the dogs, getting to the woods is just as fun as being in the woods.
Running through the hay field becomes a game of hide and seek.

Chester's smile is evidence of his joy.

We pass the pigs, out in the front pasture,

and the horses, happily grazing in the upper pastures.

Eventually, we enter the woods and make our way back the trail 

towards the tent.

Mother Nature doesn't disappoint at this time of year.

There is so much to see...

so much magic!

The air is filled with the fragrance of wild flowers and we find them in every hue...
wild Columbine...

at the edge of the woods...

in meadows...

 and tucked in every available sun-lit space.


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