“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

Rainy Solitude

 Despite a weekend of showers and temperatures that hovered between 40 and 50 degrees, we are in the midst of a spectacularly colorful time of year.

The weather necessitated a relatively quiet weekend here on the farm.

We sneaked outside between raindrops to tend to animals...

 for whom life goes on as usual, for the most part, no matter the weather.

Some wisely choose to stay inside and use the time to recharge their batteries.

Not ready to stop planting flowers quite yet, I ran to the greenhouse and picked up enough plants to fill my old wash tubs.  We used to use these tubs for ice and drinks when we would have large picnics; but have since handled that a little differently... leaving these old wash tubs with no use.

I'm in such a flower-planting mood, that just about anything that doesn't have another function is in danger of being turned into a planter!

Every garden is begninning to burst into color, and I couldn't be happier!  That swing is covered in a canopy of small wisteria blossoms. 

 If it weren't raining, I'd be sitting here enjoying the sights and smells!


Did I mention that the greenhouse I went to on Saturday is one of our fabulous Amish greenhouses and they just happened...

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