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Discovering Nature, Saddles and Solitude in an Old Abandoned Tennessee
Farm
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Farm
Journals
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Grazing With The Cows
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(April)
This has got to be the best time of year when everything is blooming
and life is being reborn everywhere you look. All our favorite wild
edible plants are popping up in nature's garden. We've taken several
nice walks around the farm and love to forage and graze as we hike.
I guess we blend well with the horses and cows. We've taken a break
from working on the sheet rock and primer painting in the farmhouse.
It's just too beautiful to be inside. So we've been turning the gardens,
planting seeds, clearing brush and stones and making a space for a
new potato garden this year. We’ve also spent a couple mornings and
afternoons being lazy and becoming one with our hammock. Occasionally
one of the cardinals would come out from the wild rose thicket and
sing to us. Or a red tailed hawk would catch a warm updraft and screech
his praise. I lay there and screech back or try to start a conversation
with one of the horned owls hooting behind the barn.
These first warm days seem to bring everything out from winter hibernation.
From lady bugs and frogs to family and neighbors. This past Sunday
I spent half the day riding one of the young horses around the ridge
tops and down into a couple of the other hollows that adjoin ours.
I checked on the cattle and counted calves. When the sun was beginning
to set I unsaddled and Sharon met me down at the barn. We walked over
to our neighbors and spent the rest of the evening playing basketball,
having a BBQ and enjoying the company of friends and the first signs
of spring.
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