Today I grabbed my camera and took a walk around our farm. Walking the same ground that my grandparents did for years before me. I hope to think that the work we are doing would have made them proud.
As I walked I was taking pictures of just ordinary nature. I really don’t thing that anything in nature is actually ordinary.
We have been working on clearing along our fence lines. The work here is never ending, yet so satisfying. We want to be able to drive along each fence line.
We joke that we are rock farmers. There are rocks and boulders everywhere and they just keep working out of the ground. My nephew says that he thinks they just breed in the ground here and that’s why there are so many.