“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

Inspiration

Spectacular, breathtaking, awe-inspiring...
that is what yesterday was.
As the morning sun warmed our chilly land,
and the donkeys


and horses peacefully grazed...
(at opposite ends of the front pasture.)


I spent a few hours weeding in the vegetable garden,
and it was like being in my own personal heaven.


The air had been washed clean from the previous day's rains,
and there was a faint scent of honeysuckle drifting on a gentle breeze.
Overhead, our neighborhood bald eagle soared, searching for his breakfast.
The ducks were happily hunting bugs...


adding their chortles and quacks to the symphony of birdsong.
The bluest sky held tiny cottontail clouds as the sun rose higher and higher.

It was a moment to which I fiercely clung, using every sense to commit it to memory.

 Amazingly, this spring we have very few gnats.
Last summer they made gardening a nightmare.
It almost feels as though this spring is just a little too perfect.

I made a little video while I weeded:


You can find it here, if need be.

"Hey, you have visitors," Hubbs called as I weeded.
I looked over my shoulder to see the runner ducks waddling down the garden aisle.


"Move along, kids!" I said as I ushered them out of the gate.


They were...

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