Book, blanket, brown bag lunch. Repeat until the first snow.
Sunday, September 14, 2014
Monday, September 8, 2014
Sweet and tart
The birds left a few black currants on the bush that grows beside the wood pile. Just enough for a tart.
Friday, September 5, 2014
Amherst Island
Amherst Island is just one short drive and ferry boat away from the farm.
Every summer our cows come here to graze.
And every week my dad checks in on them, brings them treats. They run to him the minute he steps out of the truck. It is truly something to see.
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