Because of finances, I am forced to sell my ranch. It tears my heart out to say goodbye to it, but I’m trying to let go. Over the next few weeks I’ll be posting some photos that may not have anything to do with what I’m making with my hands, but everything to do with decisions I’m making with my heart.
This venerable old pinon pine tree grew on the bluff, before drought and the pine beetles got to her. Now she’s home to any small creatures who need old trees to hide in.
A couple of my favorite chickens here on the ranch.
Obviously a home for the faeries.
Sunset from home.