We are a commune of inquiring, skeptical, politically centrist, capitalist, anglophile, traditionalist New England Yankee humans, humanoids, and animals with many interests beyond and above politics. Each of us has had a high-school education (or GED), but all had ADD so didn't pay attention very well, especially the dogs. Each one of us does "try my best to be just like I am," and none of us enjoys working for others, including for Maggie, from whom we receive neither a nickel nor a dime. Freedom from nags, cranks, government, do-gooders, control-freaks and idiots is all that we ask for.
Across some of our farm fields. After a cold, rainy day the clouds began to clear out, leaving fresh snow on top of the Berkshire hills and a frost on the grass. That's our Climate Change. We had spent the afternoon providing a much-needed, if late, pruning to the apple trees (not in photo). I like a fruit tree to have plenty of air and light in the middle, remove crossing branches, but the darn suckers take most of your time.
Also put up 6 new Bluebird houses. On Sunday morning, one had already been claimed. Birds are not stupid. They pay attention.
Tree on the left? Black Willow, on the riverbank. Looks like we're going to have a herd of yearling Black Angus in that field this summer. Very handy, because they can go down to the river to drink and will need no care other than fence maintenance (which is obviously needed). Plenty of grass. Barbed wire.
Our farm boasts the lack of several modern amenities: no shower, just old bathtubs; no TV; no cable; no internet; and you have to get on the tractor and drive up a hill to find a cell phone connection. Peaceful. The only radio we get is NPR from Albany. They are crazy, but have good music. The wallpaper is 70 years old but my Mom liked it. There is more to life than materialism and conveniences and comfort, and my Mom understood that, deeply. We did break down and install propane heat 2 years ago. Decadent, but welcome after a cold rainy day when you come in soaked.
We're 20 minutes from Tanglewood. That's a good thing. Civilized. Cold lobster and champagne on the lawn.
Several years ago, one of your members posted his fishing pictures. A stream on his property where he could catch trout. Fly fishing poles and flies. What happened to that poster and, if he is still there, could he please post some more of those pictures?
This picture is beautiful and made me feel as though I had taken a large, refreshing gulp of air. Thank you.
4th of July picnic at Tanglewood w/ 1812 overture is one of the best traditions ever, it out ranks 4th of July on The Charles (Hatch Shell) in my book any day.
Still remember hiking up Camels Hump - a tad more Nort- one summer (in the '70's) to find 8" of fresh snow plastered vertical on the stunted pines. All pink and purple in the breaking clouds. One of the most beautiful things I've ever seen. Must have been quite a blow.
Your fence looks like our fence when we first moved in. My advice, Get Thee a good (portable, powered) auger. Pulling out the old posts = fun, putting in new = no fun with a stubborn, hard to start, time sucking, half dead big box rental auger.
Hope your trees set fruit. Our pears, cherries and apples did- missed the worst of the spring frosts (including over this week end) by a few miles. No plumbs. Won't know if the fruit was impacted until it gets a little bigger.