While we were there, Isabel and I took a stroll to check out the cattle and all mom's flowers. Isabel tugged at every leaf on every tree branch she could reach.
Mom wanted some quality time with Isabel. That gave me a chance to roam around the farm in
The canopy has dramatically changed over the last few years, as the rise in wood-boring beetles have decimated the large "post" oaks. With an increase in sunlight reaching the floor of the woods, an abundance of ferns has been replaced been wild blackberries, vicious wild roses, tender young saplings, and a wide diversity of native plants.
This is just an amazing difference in just one year. For the past 30 or more years, Dad had always wintered a large cattle herd on the back of the farm's wood-covered slope. Last winter, he only had 30 cattle deep in the woods, rather than the large herds of years before. He's talking about selling all but a dozen or so cattle later this year. So, the familiar cattle trails will soon be unrecognizable, and impassible, as the fertile soil explodes in high reaching plantlife.
Anyway, I was just happy to be on the farm in the middle of summer, with the corn ready to tassle, and pasture grasses (and flowering blue weeds) as high as my chest. Having mom babysit for an hour gave me a chance to take the best summertime photos of the farm that I've ever gotten. Tonight, I was able to stitch them together with Panorama Maker 4.
View from the top of the Tobacco Barn
View from the South-East Gate
View from the top of the hill
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