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Butterfly Hollow Farm ____ The Path Leading Us Here ____ How The Farm Got Its Name ____ Restoring the Old Farmhouse ____ Where The Beefalo Roam ____ Saddle Up The Horses ____ Saving Wilderness and Farm Land ____ Farm Journals ____ Sharing The Farm ____ Guest Book ____ Site Map ____ |
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(April 1997) Well spring is finally showing it's colors here in Tennessee. This is such a great time of year. Life is slowly working its way back into our hollow. The fields are turning a rich green, the dogwoods and redbud trees are all blooming, the daffodils planted back when our house was originally built some hundred years ago have come back once again to greet us. The forest looks like someone took a sponge and dipped it into a light green paint and then dashed a little here... a little there. Oh, and all the new spring colts and baby calves are opening their eyes to their new world. It's amazing how small and feeble they start out, but so full of life. Mix into this picture the background rhythm of rain filled streams, the sweet smell of earth, and faint sounds of the wind once again blowing through young leaves. This past week I woke up long before the sun and took a hike up to the place that to the west looks down into our hollow and to the east faces a view that stretches for 20 or 30 miles. I sat there and watched the day begin. Slowly the horizon became a canvas. Some of the most beautiful colors began shaping the sky. Three deer woke up and walked right beside me on their way to their morning drinking spot. By the time the tip of the sun began to crest, a spring breeze picked up and whipped through my hair. I stood up, opened my arms, smiled real big, and felt like I was on a giant round surf board rolling into the sun. I felt so alive, awake, and tuned in, like a old bear coming out from his cave after a long winter.
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Butterfly
Hollow
Gordonsville,
TN 38563