Lightbeats End

Lightbeats End

Years ago at the Baldwin farm my hay guy and I had just finished unloading a few hundred square bales of alfalfa into the loft. We were thirty feet from the barn, talking and catching our breath out in front of the big open doors. Continue reading

Bear With Me

If you go down to the woods today you’re sure of a big surprise! Friends….RELAX…fuzzy wuzzy was a bear…and reports of my recent bear attack are greatly exaggerated (nonexistent in fact). And if you DO hear I was mauled after this report it will likely be because I tried to pet it or put it in the barn. Which I promise not to. Continue reading