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Katahdin Sheep, Chickens, Ducks, Dogs and Novelist Adrienne Morris live here (with humans).

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August 22, 2016August 22, 2016

“The crickets felt it was their duty to warn everybody that summertime cannot last for ever. Even on the most beautiful days in the whole year – the days when summer is changing into autumn – the crickets spread the rumor of sadness and change.” ―E.B. White, Charlotte’s Web

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July 10, 2016July 10, 2016

“Every great and commanding movement in the annals of the world is due to the triumph of enthusiasm.” Ralph Waldo Emerson

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February 7, 2016February 7, 2016

The Ducks Finally Find Their Home (after two years)

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November 30, 2015

Farm Disconnect

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Garden Invaders!

November 19, 2015November 19, 2015

Garden Invaders!

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October 31, 2015

The appearance of things change according to the emotions and thus we see magic and beauty in them, while the magic and beauty really are in ourselves – Kahlil Gibran.

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October 21, 2015October 21, 2015

The Rosy Day After The First Freeze

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October 16, 2015October 16, 2015

Climate Confusion (I’m confused): 50 Year Ice Age Coming?

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October 15, 2015October 15, 2015

COUNTRY BLUE ACCESSORIES

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Turtle 🐢 in my pond

The syrup of lilies hangs thick and sweet in the air, its cloying scent the traditional mask of death and rebirth: ashes and incense, rain and dirt, and something like rosin. It's the scent Hector associates with God. The scent of heavenly things. Kimberly Morgan, On Angels and Rabbit Holes

Song of myself A child said What is the grass? fetching it to me with full hands; How could I answer the child? I do not know what it is any more than he. I guess it must be the flag of my disposition, out of hopeful green stuff woven. Or I guess it is the handkerchief of the Lord, A scented gift and remembrancer designedly dropt, Bearing the owner's name someway in the corners, that we may see and remark, and say Whose? Or I guess the grass is itself a child, the produced babe of the vegetation. Walt Whitman

Lost little lamb.

Goodnight, my someone, Goodnight, my love, Sleep tight, my someone, Sleep tight, my love, Our star is shining it's brightest light For goodnight, my love, for goodnight. Sweet dreams be yours, dear, If dreams there be Sweet dreams to carry you close to me. (From Music Man)

At the rodeo tonight! Beautiful animals!

You don't have to burn books to destroy a culture. Just get people to stop reading them. Ray Bradbury

“If liberty means anything at all, it means the right to tell people what they do not want to hear.” George Orwell.

Puppy love 💗 🐶💕

Everything you can imagine is real. Pablo Picasso

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