I don’t know whether it is just me but it seems that as I get older, I care less and less. By that I don’t mean I care less and less about the world or about others. 295 more words
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Our garden is beginning to bloom filled with columbine and bleeding hearts. The little volunteer dogwood and redbud trees are thriving – and we have our first blooms on one of the dogwoods this year – and one of the redbuds had one tiny bloom – it seemed so proud! 23 more words
I love toads.
Absolutely love them. Mating season has been in full swing here at the farm, and I got a few close-ups with the local toad residents, most of which I think I’ve correctly identified as both… 957 more words
Re-defining health as something environmental rather than personal and individualized is a powerful and crucial concept in design today. Humans spend 90% of our lives indoors and both mental and physical health have been successfully, empirically linked to the quality of our environment. 22 more words
Some will probably argue it, but spring is here–or at least the frogs and toads seem to think so!
For the past few weeks, our days (and especially nights) have been filled with the chirps and cricks of the “spring peepers.” I hadn’t really heard of or noticed these little ones before, but after experiencing them out here on the farmstead in such symphonic surround sound, I will forever perceive them as a sign of the season. 186 more words