May. 15th, 2010

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The storms were severe and lasted for 16 hours. They more than likely washed away the wildflower seeds I planted; we'll look for some of the flowers to come up downhill and 20 yards away at the bottom of the ditch sometime in the future. Which wouldn't be so bad. Wildflowers are wildflowers, where ever they choose to grow!

While it's washing things away, the rain always uncovers things, too, here at the farm. I like to go treasure hunting in the dirt after a storm. We find pieces of pottery, bits of pretty pink or green glass, quartz crystals, even pieces of novaculite arrowhead occasionally. Today, I found a beautiful, smooth green stone and a piece of an old plate with red flowers painted on. I love them.

Stone and shard


New storms coming in at evening — and now I can hear three different kinds of frogs singing.

Cumulonimbus at sunset

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