Lisa Bondurant

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I spend my time raising kids, gathering eggs, cutting wood, scoping out trees for tapping, making syrup in the last days of winter, watching my garden NOT grow in the summer, writing, wishing that there were more hours on the clock for sleeping.

Thursday, May 26, 2011

The Longest Wait

The cool rains that sweep in from the west, quench the fields and bring the berry patches bursting back to life after the scorching cold of winter. Then the wait for the red sweet promise of Spring seems the longest, oh so very long...

...finally, finally it is hear!

Time to send in the picking crew.

Do we really have to share a box?

Picking with Grandma.

Quality control.

Quality control has a tummy ache.

4,000 new plants on the Showalter's farm
The field of next years hope...

...and the sweet Spring to can for the cold days of winter.

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