I am not bound for any public place, but for ground of my own where I have planted vines and orchard trees, and in the heat of the day climbed up into the healing shadow of the woods. Better than any argument is to rise at dawn and pick dew-wet red berries in a cup. ~Wendell Berry
Tuesday, May 8, 2012
Tess gets all the fun.
It is her that has made the paths through the wooded
part of our acreage.
Normally I avoid this area
because there soon will be too many ticks
to even consider walking here.
But I look forward to this time of year when these weeds flowers bloom.