The Mountains Beckon Us

This time of year is busy for us all, but it is especially so for those of us with farms.  We need to till and plant the gardens, mulch and trim the flower beds, shear sheep and muck barns,  and that is just the beginning of it all.  Add to that the many repairs and updates needed to maintain old farmhouses, outbuildings, and fences, and the list of chores seems unending.  Yet, here I am spending my days out in the woods, next to the creek, visiting the pond, and hiking up the mountain.  It is as if the mountain is calling me to wander the trails, listen to the flowing creek, smell the blossoming fruit trees and just be still.  I admit that I cannot resist.