Author: wildflowerfarm
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June 5th to July 11 book of the month, The Mirror Crack'd from Side to Side by Agatha Christie
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Agatha Christie was an interesting lady. At one point she disappeared and turned up sometime later going by her husband’s mistress’s name at a hotel. She had a really interesting life one the club encourages everyone to look into. One thing she loved was literature. She enjoyed poetry as she used poems by Tennyson at…
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The Wildflower Farm Book Club
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Wildflower Farm, is a small self sufficiency homestead farm and B&B in New England. It hosts a women’s book club. A small sorority of book loving women who make up the club.
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Evening In The Flower Grotto
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Yesterday, I spoke about one of my favorite spaces to hang out outside. The Flower Grotto. When it is warm enough, I like to light the citronella candles, and hang out there. Often, I write, sometimes I snack. Other times I day dream about the mysteries of the forest area that partially surrounds our little…
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Lady Spring, The Lady Of The Forest
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The grey hangs in the air today. But the trees are whispering in the woods. They speak of a lady in a bright leaf green dress, with flowing hair the color of daffodils riding a barn swallow. They say, she is returning. She will bring new life with her. She will banish the winter king,…
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Sunday Breakfast Mixes
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This morning I walked the yard. I could see the trees dancing as the wind whirred past my ear, speaking of coming thunder and rain. The air smelled of the heavy clouds forming above the dancing trees that were getting wilder in their movement like some kind of indigenous people dancing for the sky, the…
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Eastern White Pine
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The sun hides it’s face today behind the grey that has temporarily taken over the sky. It is a November day in the middle of April. A small set back for the warmth I can feel coming. Beating beneath my feet when I walk across the still dreary grass… beating almost like bird wings, the…
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Celebrating Spring
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It feels like winter… Cold today. Clouds invade the sky, they hang there making a concerted effort to blot out the sun. But she has become too powerful to be muted. She peaks through in breaks between the clouds, fighting the good fight against the white fluffy invaders. She has allied herself with the blue…
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Reinventing Self Care
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Tooth Powder Tooth Paste left, mouth wash center, minty sugar lip scrub right. The wind is whipping the leaves around like wild dancers in the air on an invisible ball room floor hanging somewhere above the goat’s hill. It is cold today very cold. And to contrast the leaves dancing beautifully is the roar of…
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Did You Miss Me?
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Well, that was some time. I have missed this blog. We had some technical glitches that Dr. Farmer Moomin, doesn’t often have time to fix for me. Plus, writing about Covid, had become as bad or worse than highly depressing. Yes, even here in a beautiful, reasonably safe situation….