#farmcountry

[fettfleisch]

this tree reminds me of my men. the rough skin makes people think they don't need affection. But that is not true. Even the hardest shell needs love and care, and even the toughest skin can sparkle in the sun when I lay hands on it, like Jesus once did. I also have a whip if that's what my men prefer

[cozydaysathome]

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[tetedecourge]

❃❀❊ Les fleurs des champs ❁✿✾

[forestduck]

[g-volcano-photo]

A Part of It, 2022

[ahedderick]

A Story of Gates

   When I was a kid there was a gate at the end of the sawmill lane that lead to Dickens’ lower pasture, a gate at the top of the hill that lead to Dickens’ upper pasture, and a gate behind the pond field that lead to Grove’s back pasture. Just a fence and a gate, but if you think about what they mean . .

   Of Course you can move the tractor or ride a horse across here - you don’t even have to ask.

   I Hate your oldest horse with all my Heart, but if he gets out I’ll help shoo him off the road and into the pasture Safely

   Kids just go Wherever on a summer evening

   Brandy the Jersey cow makes Independent Decisions and everybody in the neighborhood just accepts that

   A whole tractor/baler/haywagon combo can get from Grove’s barn to Our barn without ever going out on the main road

   We take watch out for each other. (And, of course, for Brandy.)

[ID: Photo of a short plump Jersey milk cow named Brandy looking at the viewer quizzically.]

[ID: Three photos of country roads in summer, winter and fall. The second photo has barns in the distance, and third photo has a large, white barn with a green roof.]

   You might think this is a post about ‘the good olde days’ but, no. Those fields, lanes, and gates still exist. We can still hike, ramble, or ride the same places as when I was young. I’m grateful.

[styleontheside]

A bend in the road and fields that are being prepared for their winter hibernation. Who knew this would be a beautiful spot to watch the sun dipping below the horizon? . . . . . . . #styleontheside #seetheworldthroughmyeyes #storiesoftheeveryday #storytellers #travelphotography📷 #torontowriter #tellyourstory #travelphotoblog #teampixel #wrawesome #writingmystory #writingcommunityofinstagram #writerlife #writerswrite #waterlooregion #farmcountry #naturecaptures #googlelocalguides #letsguide #pixel5 #canadianbloggers #canadianwriter #canadatravel #cbclife #canadianauthor #creativenonfiction #canada🍁 #canlit (at Waterloo, Ontario) https://www.instagram.com/p/CkyANpgLJdP/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[wonderbox01]

9/27/22 The clouds were amazing tonight as I drove the country roads, and the sunset turned into a intensely beautiful reddish pink glow on the horizon before disappearing to grey. #Sunset #SunsetGlow #CountryRoads #DirtRoads #BackRoads #Indiana #Michiana #MichianaPhotographer #WanderIndiana #GetOutside #Fall #IndianaSkies #IndianaSunset #FarmCountry #igersindiana https://www.instagram.com/p/CjCa8C7sfNb/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[mrsmediocrity]

Fire in the sky, eagles flying high, evening is nigh. #walking #fall2022 #idyllic #farmcountry #soloartist https://www.instagram.com/p/Cizu3waukUF/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[caleighmiller]

A crystal clear blue sky and the mountains. • • • #newyork #hudsonvalley #minnewaskastatepark #farmcountry #bluesky #blueskies #crystalclear #sunny #sunnyday #sunshine #photography #photographer #nature #naturephotography #mountains #beautiful #happy #grateful #inlove #love (at Shawangunk, New York) https://www.instagram.com/p/Ch8OKacOLJB/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[therealchangeandgrow]

23 Thursday “It’s a shame isn’t it? Really an end to an era. Emersons built that farm and everything there a good half century ago. If you ask me something smells bad about all this. Next thing you know Paula will come after our place, too!” The voice came from behind her. Riveted by the terrible finality of the destruction of the small buildings Jenny couldn’t pull her eyes away. Without turning Jenny said, “Hello, Mrs. Thatcher. Yes, it doesn’t seem fair. They certainly aren’t wasting any time.” They both watched for a few moments in silence then Jenny retrieved her delivery from the truck. Taking the soft package, Mrs. Thatcher said, “Thank you, dear. By any chance do you know how I can contact Hank? I have something of his, and just wondered what he wants me to do with it. It’s light and not very big.” “Well actually I’m seeing him tonight. Would you like me to give it to him?” asked Jenny. “That would be great. Let me get it. Just be a moment.” Mrs. Harrison returned a few minutes later and handed Jenny a box that felt empty. #shortstory #shortstorywriter #writer #hallmark #storywriting #fiction #writersofinstagram #prose #changeandgrow #newromance #taxliens #demolition #delivery #farmcountry https://www.instagram.com/p/CeDyQmhuh5d/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[fettfleisch]

gift means poison in German. I can be both depending on what you want. Sometimes you don’t even have to choose

[cozydaysathome]

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[tetedecourge]

Les madeleines au 🍋 et aux 🍒

[forestduck]

[g-volcano-photo]

Early Mornings, 2022