I haven’t walked in almost a week. I’ve been sick and laying low. I’m grateful for the many windows in my house that allow for flooding sunshine and a view of Serenbe Organic Farms. It also helps to wander through my photos imagining walks in Serenbe. If you are feeling well and are able, get out and wander a bit, wherever you are. There are treasures everywhere and life speaks to you; all you have to do is listen.
Before you know it, the wildflower fields will be growing again.
There is no doubt that spring is on its way.
Pedro does a silly jig through the woods.
Winter leaves hang on a little longer until new buds give them a final push.
Winter weeds wait patiently for new growth, reminding me to wait patiently when I don’t feel as alive as I’d like. This too shall pass. It always does.
Ancient tree trunks hold untold mysteries.
Remember, beauty can be found in the mundane.
Pedro sees something that startles him! Front feet lift off the ground as hackles stand to attention.
He is a fine little guard dog and handsome, too!
Frack takes one look at Pedro and charges him. He means business. No coyote will get in this pasture!
Stonewall is sweet, curious, and loves a good rub between his ears.
Life is good, regardless of your circumstances. It’s what you make of your circumstances that matters. And good friends help.
“What are you looking at? Yeah? You want some of this? Back off, lady! If you want bacon you better git yourself on over to Fern’s Market. Scram, I tell you!”
Handsome fellows. More interested in Pedro than in me.