Tuesday, May 01, 2007

Bedazzled In Buttercups

I was not exaggerating when I mentioned that the farm is dazzling. Wildflowers have taken over the farm, and it has all of us feeling like we have stepped into a child's dream, or a TV commercial for allergy medicine...depending on the day. More specifically, we are bathing in buttercup pollen. 300 Google parts per million would be a conservative guess. These are not just your ordinary buttercups, these are brilliant gold Globeflowers.

We have learned in our homeschooling research, that ironically, Globeflowers are quite special as they are endangered in at least 7 states. When Tom Builder heard this report he quipped, "We're the one's in danger!" Guessing this week could only be peak week (does it get more beautiful than this?) we headed out to the back five acres and snapped gobs of cuteness pictures.


Faith was taking her morning snooze back at the house, so the kids and I continued on our trek along the creek. About six weeks ago, we stuck to the edge of the creek and wandered onto our sweet retired neighbor's back property to do some further exploring. To our delight, we found what we now call "our secret spot". And when we have time, none of us can resist visiting it. The creek takes a bend along the property line, which leaves a wonderful bar of sand and silt for the children to wander along. Everything about the place is southern. From the giant leaning sycamores, to the sounds of the birds and bugs.


I can sit on the sand in peace, and watch my children build sand castles, dig for clams, and spot animal tracks. And I can find equal amusement as I watch Hatch practice swimming in the shallows. The place is absolutely enchanting and safe. I half expect to see The Rabbit and Alice in Wonderland running by.


The return back from the creek has become an amusement. Wet feet squeak in rubbery shoes, and we soon look like giant bumblebees with loads of pollen stuck to our legs. The children usually have their hands full of clams and new wildflower bouquets. On the return, my eyes always scan the two things that have me very excited: budding wild roses lining the creek, and blackberry bushes...EVERYWHERE. I have my own grown up dreams that include friends and families with buckets in hand for blackberry picking in July.


The buttercups bring us home, slowly becoming less and less as we get closer to the farm. Because they are bitter, the horses avoid the plants. Horses. A few horses remain. We gave the word a month ago that we would not be boarding. Two of our favorites are still around, and we are tempted to keep them on site. They have become friends we visit every morning and evening. It continues to be a hard decision. But I think we will stick to it and enjoy their gentle personalities until they find a new home. One day, we'll have our own gentle giants. But we'll start small...

When the horses mosey on out, we'll be placing our first order for "The Chicken Project"!!!

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