“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

Simple Pleasures

Perhaps the thing I love most about this life on the farm
is the way subtle changes occur as the seasons progress.
They are things that you might not even notice,
unless you are in tune with the natural world.

Take a moment, slow down, and walk hand in hand
with Mother Nature, and you will notice the subtle changes as well.

For instance... have you noticed that the birds have stopped singing
during the day?
Birdsongs are saved for sun-up and sun-down.
Aside from the strident hum of a lone cicada,
or the occasional "caw" of a crow,
my world is silent during the day....
as silent as butterfly wings.

The volume has been raised on the night time soundtrack...
with crickets chirping and katydids calling and answering each other.
The past few nights, whistling winds have woven themselves
 into the night time symphony as well.

Butterflies are plentiful now as the second half of summer begins.
Every flower is touched as butterflies
silently flit and float from blossom to blossom
drinking sweet nectar.

We had a lovely, quiet weekend here on the farm...
filled with simple pleasures.

Friday morning we awoke to a damp world.
Finally, after weeks of drought, we received a most needed ¾ of an inch of rain.


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