verte is french for green.
green is one of my favourite garden colours...in flowers...in grasses.
taking a break from the gardening rituals of late...tillling...digging...raking
we take a much needed walk into the green.
i love this time of year when green is emerging everywhere...effortlessly.
the grass gets so tall without any help from mankind.
we have many fields around us that are naturally wild...it is exciting to the senses.
something as simple as the dandelions...are beautiful to behold.
we think we have seen a golden eagle over our pasture land.
still waiting to see the kestrel but there is evidence something has
been there...checking to see if they like it.
as we walk and observe all around us is a balmy breeze
whispering sweet nothings in our ears...
some of our grasses left uncut...for a natural habitat.
nests are all around us...proof that life is in abundance...we have had a litter of squirrels.
we are loving beatrice...she seems to be taking to us in stride.