In thinking along the stream of thought inspired by Wendall Berry, I have been pondering 'my place' within my place and the community I am blessed to have membership in. I am speaking of the land, of the trees and shrubberies, of the species of butterflies and bees and birds that coexist here at Flower Hill Farm. There is a language I have come to understand and the understanding came as soon as I let go of the ideas of gardening I held true and when I stopped and listened to the needs of the … [Read more...]
A Sultry Summer August Day Full Moon and Clouded Sulphurs Play
August is a wild time of year in the gardens here at Flower Hill Farm. The daily lives of wild things blend and move about with ease. There is an understanding between the land and animals . . . we all take what we need . . . but never too much. I do wish to call a court in session to introduce charges against our resident rabbit's rabid rapacity, however.We rarely see young bucks, such as this one, sporting unique antlers. He will shed the lopsided headpiece this winter or early spring of next … [Read more...]
A Sultry Summer August Day Full Moon and Clouded Sulphurs Play
August is a wild time of year in the gardens here at Flower Hill Farm. The daily lives of wild things blend and move about with ease. There is an understanding between the land and animals . . . we all take what we need . . . but never too much. I do wish to call a court in session to introduce charges against our resident rabbit's rabid rapacity, however. We rarely see young bucks, such as this one, sporting unique antlers. He will shed the lopsided headpiece this winter or early spring of … [Read more...]
September Garden Walkabout Blooms of Monarchs
Hurricane winds whipplump faded blooms piled face downtossed about the groundSilently walking magical encounters flowMonarchs flutter byThrough green garden pathsgardener's shadow stirsclouds of butterfliesCrisp cold front moves inLepidoptera south sprungbright animate joy pastLight flitting through treeschilling breezes slip between sweeping floating leaves … [Read more...]
September Garden Walkabout Blooms of Monarchs
Hurricane winds whip plump faded blooms piled face down tossed about the ground Silently walking magical encounters flow Monarchs flutter by Through green garden paths gardener's shadow stirs clouds of butterflies Crisp cold front moves in Lepidoptera south sprung bright animate joy past Light flitting through trees chilling breezes slip between sweeping floating leaves … [Read more...]
