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four sticks form the farm
blades of grass the only crop
a child’s fertile mind 🦊❤️
My assumption was that this farm “installation” on a fallen tree was the playful work of a child’s imaginative mind. But then again… maybe it was a creation by an adult with the playful mind of a child. What a wonderful treasure a child’s fertile mind is regardless of the chronological age of the body possessing it… 🦊❤️ (dedicated to my friends Hannah Doyle and John Doyle who own “Boneyard Farm” in Fletcher, Vermont with their two young sons. Their posts of the boys “being kids” on the farm give me hope for the future.)