"There’s no shadow without a light
No shallow without a height
No love without a fight"
Half of this is frosted grass, minus 3-4 degrees at the farm at night.
The moment the sun shines, the grass becomes luscious once again.
Here we all are, like the chicken, caught between frost and warmth. Between shadow and light.
The yin-yang of winter mornings at the farm.
#frost #winter #yinyang #pasturedeggs #grass #frostedgrass #free #
--from the poem "Soft Shadows" by Natasha Turner
No shallow without a height
No love without a fight"
Half of this is frosted grass, minus 3-4 degrees at the farm at night.
The moment the sun shines, the grass becomes luscious once again.
Here we all are, like the chicken, caught between frost and warmth. Between shadow and light.
The yin-yang of winter mornings at the farm.
#frost #winter #yinyang #pasturedeggs #grass #frostedgrass #free #
--from the poem "Soft Shadows" by Natasha Turner
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