Leo?? Maybe??

We now have three bull frogs in the pond. This one showed up a couple of weeks ago. I can’t say for sure but size wise he’s about the right size to be Leo.  When we are watching one another he feels familiar to me.. makes me wonder where he’s been and why he came back.. 

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Friend

I met this swallowtail caterpillar while pulling weeds in garden plot at a school I am working at in Atlanta. Thankfully, he was willing to travel with me upstairs to the classroom where he met many young humans who were gentle, inquisitive, and excited to meet such a fine specimen of his species. When Forest Friday was over and he and I were packing up to leave he gave the kids one last surprise.. he pooped on me. Funny thing, people generally don’t think of insects pooping, but considering all the leaves caterpillars eat it wasn’t surprising at all for me.. after they were completely grossed out my friend the swallowtail caterpillar and I went back to the garden where I found him and there I left him to hopefully eat some more, poop some more, and one day soon become a beautiful butterfly.

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Life

When we planted ourselves on this land 20 years ago we dreamed of growing food and becoming sustainable. We didn't dream of babies and jobs and responsibilities. We had no idea life would be filled with so much. Today our daughter graduated from high school. I am beyond feelings of how our life has shaped up. My garden is beautiful. We have grown so much more than I could have ever thought possible the day we planted ourselves. We were such children then.. and love grew it all..

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Entwined

True love stories never have endings.

~ Richard Bach

Elder Bridge

I actually took this earlier this week after visiting a sweet friend and a walk in the woods. It's been raining here all day and though I managed to get out in between rain storms today but I didn't manage to carry my camera. This amazing marvel of human creation was built in 1857.. passing through it is like leaving the quiet world of the Little Rose and crossing back into the busy world we all try to function in.