The Farm Life: A Day in Pictures

There’s a time for talking and there’s a time for quiet.  My mother used to say that quite frequently when I was a child and I never knew if that particular saying came from a deep well of wisdom or if she was just annoyed by my endless stream of inquisitive “how-come” questions.  I suspect it was a little bit of both, but what I do know for certain is that she was right.  As a writer, words are my “thing”–besides being the practical source of my income, they have been the only way I know how to express myself.  I’m slowly learning how to silence myself, listen and observe.  It’s a work in progress, believe me.

I came across some pictures I took this past summer while on a farm tour and, for some reason, I got all weepy and nostalgic.  Maybe it’s the fact that they’re black and white photos (gets me every time) or maybe it’s the enduring truth that a single photograph can speak infinitely louder than a string of words.

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About Iris "The Palate Princess" M.

I like to write. I like food. I like to write about food. Simple enough, right?

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