the farm | these days...

the sunflowers are racing the barn to see who can touch the clouds first.
the blueberries are bubbling.
the new lavender whisper secrets in the breeze.
the path engulfs. 
&
i find myself celebrating my fourth summer here on the farm. i have had the immense privilege to witness exquisite beauty and growth, both around and inside each of us here.

 

the palette.

simply exquisite.

hulo.

"oh hulo." he said with his english accent. 
wasn't expecting to find him in the carton, when i went to fry an egg for breakfast. 

a collection.

grateful for the chickens, and what they are capable of birthing. 
it's remarkable that they produce an egg every day!