Parting Shots

It’s a long good-bye. The time between the signing of the purchase agreement and the property closing is a waiting period. There have been 2 extensions of the closing date to make time for all the necessary paperwork to be completed. I didn’t expect to be here into spring, but here I am. Practicing patience.

I’m enjoying the beauty of this place as it returns to life. The earliest signs are visible; budding twigs, chirping birds, greening grasses. On Sunday March 24th a deep blue sky and above freezing temperatures led me on a walk through the forest we created and stewarded. Here’s what I saw.

The former Apiary. Now home to St Jude.
Looking south from the former Apiary. Note Muscoveys enjoying the wetness.
Sorrel leaves already visible, though very red.
Crabgrass returning.
Pussy Willow started from a piece given 20 years ago by Peggy Wilkie from her Detroit backyard.
Pussy Willow buds against blue sky.
Barns, east end.
Full front view from the road to Rob & Cara’s place. Solar array hardly noticeable to the left of the house.
3 Large old poplars and several younger ones which were planted by interns Megumi and Naomi from Japan in 2005 who surprised us by singing Disney tunes while working.
The Picnic Grove showing the poplars and a circle where our gathering tent was set last summer.
High Bush Cranberry planted as a screen on the northeast side of the Picnic Grove.
Tipi in the distance looking west from the Picnic Grove.
BioChar pit and wood gathered in anticipation of making BioChar. Project was never completed.
Approaching tipi. Amur maple hides shortcut to the house.
Framed by conifer branches, this view of the homestead is seen going through the short cut.
Tipi area.
The path dividing the pasture and the woodlot showing the lowest area which connects to the vernal pond.

Calendar Garden unearthed last summer.
Path to the pit latrine.
Our fluffy companion.

Started in fall of 2018, this new house is on the bend of Our Acres Drive. Visible here from the Amur Maples path.
The path opens onto Golden Glow Rd after the wet spot.

A closer view of the new house construction visible from our forest path.
Entering the most magical area of the forest….
Larch Lane
Ants live unbothered by humans.
Most conifers survived the hot summer of our 1998 tree planting but many hardwoods did not. This row of deciduous trees made it.

A vernal pond at the southern end of the woodlot. Last year it stayed wet long enough for ducks to discover it and nest. Without boots this pond is impassable. So we’ll end our walk here.

2 thoughts on “Parting Shots”

  1. Hello Robin and Greg,
    I just saw the post that you are leaving Three Roods Farm. It always stuck in my mind as such a beautiful, peaceful place. I enjoyed one week there in July of 2014 visiting my daughter G. That statue of St. Jude reminds me of her, still lost in the world, not knowing what to do with herself.
    I wish you all the best in Vermont. I will miss the hardy German garlic that Greg had prized himself on growing. Nice to see that the Muscovy ducks took to the land since I remember your first shipment. Thank you again for letting me stay at 3RF. I will never forget it.

    1. Hello Ewa ~ thanks for your kind words. Sorry to hear G is ‘still lost in the world’. She has great potential. I pray she learns to harness her strength to serve her highest purpose. All the best ~

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