I feel like the rains are coming. Maybe that's just wishful thinking. Or maybe it's because I just planted the last three trees in our little orchard and can't bear the thought of them not getting to taste real rain, just hose-water. The land is so thirsty.
Up top you can see the fence gates that I painted blue and hung broken glass from, because it catches the light. Behind you can glimpse the cedar fenceposts that we got on Craigslist, hair still on, for 2 bucks each. Just a little more work and we will have an enclosed sanctuary for our trees.
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