Author: wildflowerfarm
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Serial Part 3
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Time for the next installment of the serial I started a great many years ago. The book club I founded was inspired loosely speaking by this story that I was playing with for years before I started an actual book club. That said, it was very loosely inspired, the fiction book club and the real…
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Punked!
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Most people are unaware, that when the sky is blue with small wispy clouds and temperatures rise into a range one might expect on Venus, rather than earth, goats get pissy. They get themselves up to no good and engage in random acts of evil. The heat seems to bring out their innate naughtiness.
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Mad Honey
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WARNING THIS ARTICLE MAY CONTAIN SPOILERS! READ AT YOUR OWN RISK! Last month the book club read Mad Honey by Jennifer Finney and Jodi Picoult. We actually met to discuss it somewhere else! A rare event for sure. Usually Book Club meetings take place here at Wildflower. But for a number of reasons, we decided…
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Installment 2 of my serial.
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So here is the second installment of my serial with no name. It needs a name I just have no idea what to call it. I love to write. Not just about farming, but I am always playing with something or other usually fiction that never gets finished and just drags on. I have decided…
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An Old Fashioned Serial
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A number of the greatest writers began as serials in publications. We all know of Sherlock Holmes, Dickens too wrote serials… I have decided I too will write one. Or rather, I will use something I have been toying with for about a decade as a serial. You see I have a horrible habit of…
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The Language Of Flowers by Vanessa Diffenbaugh
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The book club met just the other day. We had a wonderful meeting. It was absolutely fabulous to see everyone. We always have a good discussion when we gather. This month was a little bit special though… Because this is the month in which Wildflower Farm began. Every year I get a cake for the…
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Surprise!!!
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Waking up first thing in the morning is always hard. No one wants to leave the land of sleep… The land of oblivious relaxed peace where every problem we have is a million miles away. The world we create consciously comes flooding back. You realize, Plath, had a point. When you close your eyes the…
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The Importance Of Home
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The sky was bright and the trees smelled beautiful as the fragrance of the woods mingled with the fragrance of the spring earth…. That smell that makes me giddy with a sense of joy that I only experience when I can smell the spring earth, ripe for planting. It’s the fragrance of what all of…