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.
January 2015
This is what the sky looked like on January 3rd.
And five ewes heavy with lamb-child.
Burning off dead winter grasses going down to the Creek.
And cooler.
Random dormant flower stalks posing in front of limestone.
The western side of evening on the Big Flat Rock in the middle of the Creek.
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