To the Farm at World's End. This is Nea.
This is Sarah, and Blondie, and Poochie. Blondie did not like me. Sheep didn't care.
We planted some rows of foxglove, also known as digitalis, which I learned is useful for the heart. The soil is rocky; rain came the following day. It felt like a dream of the future.
. . .you know, I don't even want to tell you about this. This is like a little secret carved into my sort of sad Monday, and it was comforting and hopeful, so you can just look at the photos. And go see Sarah's farm blog, here.
See you soon,
xoC
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