Is everyone ready to head out on our little adventure?
Watch out for the old barbed wire fence and there is still a little ice on the ground. We don't have to go too far. Gosh, already we are sort of hidden from the little farm. It's peaceful back here.
Okay- so you might be asking- what are we doing here? Yeah I know, it's a little gray and muddy at the moment. And the trees are a bit gnarly. But just wait until the leaves return. Wait until it is fenced in by green and honeysuckle. Wait until the chorus of tree frogs.
This little spot is nestled between the two pastures on the back of the little farm. It's a little valley. I think it would make a nice little summer oasis- a hiding spot- a playground. You see the water trickling through. It's a bit of run off that meanders through the fields but it's also a natural spring. Water pools there all summer.
Here's my plan or better yet my little daydream so far-
There is a place to cut a perfect little hidden entrance. It's on the back pasture side. There is an old barbed wire fence there now. That's easy enough.
I need to clear away some of the brush here and there. And oh- the thorns I found on Sunday. I always find those...the hard way.
So, now (when) the brush and small bits of trees and bushes are cleared away we have a floor for some old chairs. A floor for old quilts and such.
Up in the garden there are piles upon piles of old rocks. And there are millions more where they came from. Just ask the Fella and his tiller. I think we need a little fire pit.
And whimsy- of course we need whimsy. Old plates and planters and chimes and bits of this and that.
Tell me please, pretty please, what would you do with this special, secret little spot?