Zip and I were sitting on the back porch, watching the raindrops, when Maria came by to show me this video she had taken in the back pasture. It captured the sound of a beautiful country creek and the dozens of birds singing their morning song. The birdsong is lovely.
This video is a personal treasure, a glimpse into Maria’s vibrant life in the forest. It’s a world of beauty that most of us rarely get to see. I couldn’t resist sharing it with you.
Video by Maria Wulf
We’ve figured out how to make poached eggs, and I love them, especially over focaccia bread made by Kean at the Covered Bridge Bread Co. We’re heading to the farmers market this morning before the rain starts again. I have some things I want to write about this afternoon. See you then.
Maria was kind enough to pick me some lilacs from our blossoming Lilac bushes; I was enchanted by their beauty and power. Here are four pictures I took. More to come. They speak for themselves.
See you tomorrow; this is my sign-off.
I went to close the bathroom window – it’s getting pretty cold here – and saw Zip in the wicker chair looking up. When I went out on the porch to see Maria, who was reading there, I found Zip lying and sleeping in her lap. Both of them were warm, she said. He’s woven into the fabric of our lives.
In the late afternoon, blue skies appeared over Maria, who was brushing her donkeys. As usual, all the animals were gathered around her. Our Pied Piper.
I also looked up and saw a bird on the roof.
I love the way this photo came together. Somehow iconic.
