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| Our first strawberry harvest this year. We're excited to maybe have enough for a batch or two of jam? |
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| Heads of wheat swaying in the breeze of the coming storm. |
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| A hard at work farmer. |
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| Another coming storm... |
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| Dodge looking so sweet. |
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| Dodge, my handsome little guy. :) |
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| Yesterday morning, Papa went out to start feedin' critters. He told me to grab my camera. "A storm's a comin'," he said. |
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| Such lovely dark grey clouds came rolling in from the south. |
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| A happy farmer. |
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| Blackberries to come... |
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| The bees thought about swarming. Maybe the rain made them change their minds. |
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| Mama's flower garden is lovely this time of year, such full blooms. |
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| Barnaby, gettin' a mouthful. |
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| Asher, gettin' a mouthful. |
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| Asher considers honeysuckle to be a real delicacy. As he shoves handfuls in his mouth and rubs his whole head in his food. |
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| Clive is getting a bit gray. He's not quite a man yet... |
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| Barnaby. |
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| We only have two little robins left in the nest. Three grew up and flew away. These last two are still being well looked after by a protective mama robin, who was sqwakking with all her might while I was standing and watching her babies. |
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| Wee strawberries growing in a broken pot. |
