A Magical Place in Maine and reflections. When I was 4 and 5 years old my grandmother had a farm and I remember walking to a big rock with a butter and sugar sandwich to have a picnic. I am pretty sure the rock wasn't this big but it brought back the memory when I saw it. Does anyone else see the sculpted face?
|We found this trillium in a wet area near the brook|
This is part of the future goat pasture, I think.
A calm pool in the brook, now that is a magical reflection.
There are stone walls all over the property but they wouldn't hold any goats in. The sheep clammered over a stone wall, here, just last week.
This farm is currently home to a very special person and 2 cats, that I know of. I wonder how many other creatures call this place home.
I returned from Maine yesterday but stopped on the way home to pick up 2 new creatures that can now call Cabin Spring Farm home. Stay tuned.