Barely a week from winter solstice, and the animals are relishing the re-emergent grass. Hazel thinks that climate change is perhaps not such a bad thing, but she lives solely in the moment.
As the snowline continues its inevitable descent down the mountains, the animals are still enjoying some green grass.
The garden and all us critters finally had a welcome drench of rain, after an extremely dry summer. Most crops did well despite the drought, with the exception of the celery and corn.
2 day old JerseyX bull calf to Hazel, any suggestion on names? (I know, you shouldn’t name the boys on the farm…)
Passing April showers are greening things up and getting the garden growing, and leaving behind some beautiful evening light.
The animals are enjoying these first snow and ice free days, not-so-patiently waiting for the world to green up.
I’ve long suspected this place is a little bit enchanted. The largest Giant Puffball mushroom so far weighed 30lbs.
Just back in from doing the end-of-day rounds, on a lovely late-spring evening.
The light is particularly striking at this time of year, as the sun spends a lot of time low to the horizon and the world returns to colour.
An empty hayloft is a sure sign of spring; another good sign is… … lambs!