Something About a Field
What music to my ears it was last week, on a hot and humid day, to hear the whirring of the bush hog in our new back pasture. A transformation was going on, and while it may not have been exactly righteous, it was at least very good. Our wish to do some tending of the field had been stymied by two key factors since moving in: first, not having the right equipment and second, the constant soggy state of … Read More