The Sun Will Rise Again
I was having a difficult time getting excited about Spring. Even with the pure white Dogwoods, the Eastern Redbuds bursting along the highway, the Daffodils and Forsythia blossoming and bedazzling, the baaa-ing new baby lambs, and the pasture so ready to burst with new life, I still was feeling dull and depressed. Here at Burke’s Garden, we buried several of our good friends and members of our farm family.