The nectarine and plum trees outside my kitchen window are just starting to show the brilliant white and fuchsia blooms, harbingers of spring here in the foothills of the Sierra Nevada Mountains. We have lived here on this homestead for over 10 years now, and I still find myself anxiously awaiting the flowers of spring, which signal the beginning of days of tending the plants in the greenhouse, tilling fertile garden beds and singing awake the soil for the season of planting ahead. … Read more
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