Returning
The seasons turned into years. Where have I been? What was I doing? And why have I neglected this blog?
Returning
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Survivor Tree
Survivor Tree
When we moved from Harmony Farm, I retired from my psychology practice along with other professional commitments. I opened my heart to new opportunities and interests. After settling into my new...
Witch Hazel
Witch Hazel
Upon moving to Harmony Farm, I bought guides for identifying the land’s wild vegetation. During rambles over fields and through woods, I became familiar with the green world living there. I...
The Power of Place
The Power of Place
Harmony Farm In Medfield, a small suburban town 45 minutes from Boston, you spot the Harmony Farm sign hanging from a tree and know you have arrived. Turning into the driveway, you hear the...
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Survivor Tree
Survivor Tree
When we moved from Harmony Farm, I retired from my psychology practice along with other professional commitments. I opened my heart to new opportunities and interests. After settling into my new...
Witch Hazel
Witch Hazel
Upon moving to Harmony Farm, I bought guides for identifying the land’s wild vegetation. During rambles over fields and through woods, I became familiar with the green world living there. I...