A walk in the park....

Occasionally, the farmer will forego his boots and actually put on a swim suit, t-shirt, and believe-it-or-not....tennis shoes. Labor Day was one of those days. It was one day we were not going to labor. Every single day is a labor day here at Providence Farm. We have to make ourselves leave it, if only for a few hours, a day, a weekend, so we can fill our reservoir. There is literally something to do every waking hour. Boredom simply isn't in our vocabulary.

Nothing thrills me more than interesting photography and usually the kids set the stage for me just by being themselves.

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Once we discovered wild plums on our property, our family tradition has been to go plum picking every Spring. This year was no different except that it wasn't a good year for any of our wild fruit. Nevertheless, we managed to pick enough for one batch so all was not lost. As jelly making sometimes goes, something went awry and all I ended up with was plum syrup. It happens, and I wasn't too motivated to fiddle with it when our temps here in East Texas were tipping the 100 degree mark day after day. So this afternoon I decided I'd try again. I dumped all the syrup in a pot, brought it to a boil, and added another box of Sur-Gel. I don't know if it'll be jelly or not, but it sure looks pretty. :)

Blessings from Providence Farm ~