A typical day at the farm. Maria and Zip talk to crows; my chair is saved, and the skies are blue.

Morning sky.

Zip and Maria have a morning hug.

There’s a palpable longing for the grass, a connection to nature that we all feel deeply.

My chair has been saved and moved to the barn.  Our friend Dan Roger says he can save her. I’m grateful. She was set to go in a bonfire during the Winter Equinox.

Early morning, Mist on the mountains.

Maria talks to the crows every morning; sometimes, Zip comes along. The crows know her now, and they talk back.