By the Three Sister Trees
Come, gather round, bring your blankets and hot tea, and we shall visit the Three Sisters trees.
The Rumblings of Spring
I woke with dark clouds dripping all over the grass and flower beds. I chided myself for complaining and shuffled off to the kitchen where a robust fire awaited me. I thanked the Master of the fireplace and began to make my tea and toast, asking questions about his plans for the day. He had […]
The Chicken Pen
With great sorrow and after a lengthy discussion…
Through the Back Garden
The sun so graciously warmed Willow Wood’s gardens…
For the Love of Nature
My garden feeds me, and my flowers feed my soul.