On a few small acres in the hill country of central Texas, we live by watching, feeling, and waiting. Together, we come to know by loving and love best when we care enough to understand. Our Loves: limestone, leaf-vein, scales, feathers, friends, and all their shifting reflections in the waters of a small Creek.
September in the Cycle
Betwixt the middle and the end of September....
across the creek and and to the opposite bluff
a new helper on the place
three lambs butchered
fossil
rebirth
recycle
wild honeybees in an oak limb at the top of the hill
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