Wildefern Farm
The old Shaker song rings true in these days of isolation here at the farm: ‘Tis the gift to be simple, ’tis the gift to be free, ’tis the gift to come down where we ought to be. And when we find ourselves in the place just right, ’twill be in the valley of love […]
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I’ve been noticing the birds around the farm, especially since we were lucky enough to move here just in time for spring. (And just in time to be quarantined so that we are spending a lot of time outside.) As I was beginning to notice our feathered friends more frequently, my (non-feathered) friend Melanie Crawford […]
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