At the edge of a large meadow, hedges of flowering shrubs grew, and a few had already burst into bloom… tossing back and forth in every small breeze. I am completely in the swing of things and being aware of the beauty, intricacy, and power of the Mother Nature. No human civilization can replace that, and no harvest can achieve it.
At the edge of a large meadow, hedges of flowering shrubs grew, and a few had already burst into bloom… tossing back and forth in every small breeze. I am completely in the swing of things and being aware of the beauty, intricacy, and power of the Mother Nature. No human civilization can replace that, and no harvest can achieve it.