“Old Grandfather Winter slowly walks across the land.
He knows that spring will soon be here.
Climbing the mountains to his palace of ice,
he turns to watch the snow’s melting behind him.”
excerpted from “When the Root Children Wake Up” by Audrey Wood
Well, they’re here… our first farm calendar! It’s 8 1/2 X 11 inches, spiral bound and printed on high quality paper. The good news is they are now available in our Etsy Shop
, but wait… there’s even better news. We are giving one away to a lucky blog reader. To enter the give-away simply comment on today’s post.. Comments will be closed on Sunday at 8 p.m. and the winner chosen by Random Number Generator. Good Luck!
Connents have been closed… a winner will be announced tomorrow.
Comment #10 was chosen by the random number generator – congratulations Wendz!
The air is like a butterfly
With frail blue wings
The happy earth looks at the sky
~ Joyce Kilmer
Seemed like everywhere we turned this weekend we spotted remnants of summer… dried flowers, seed heads, skeletons of mother nature’s wonders… November sunshine causing everything to glow…
“Now summer is in flower and natures hum
Is never silent round her sultry bloom
Insects as small as dust are never done
Wi’ glittering dance and reeling in the sun
And green wood fly and blossom haunting bee
Are never weary of their melody
Round field hedge now flowers in full glory twine
Large bindweed bells wild hop and streakd woodbine
That lift athirst their slender throated flowers
Agape for dew falls and for honey showers
These round each bush in sweet disorder run
And spread their wild hues to the sultry sun.”
– “June” by John Clare