July 12, 2011
More of Mid-July at the Farm
On yesterday’s blog, I shared a recent sunrise over my farm in Bedford, which was heavy with mist. I thought I’d continue with that theme today and post some photos that I took before leaving for Maine and then Mexico. I really love the dawn of each new day and I never tire photographing it. It’s hard to believe that mid-July is approaching. After such a long, frigid, and snowy winter here in the northeast, I just wish that summer wouldn’t zip by so fast!
1 On another early morning in Bedford, the sun rose turning the atmosphere hot and steamy.
2 You can practically feel its heat just by looking at this photo.
3 The azure sky was such a pretty contrast to the grassy green of the paddock.
4 This particular morning was far less misty than on yesterday's blog.
5 These iconic ancient apple trees are protected by fencing, keeping them safe from the grazing farm animals.
6 The paddocks are lush and verdant and have been neatly mowed.
7 Turning towards the west, the trees and shrubs were aglow and looked rather surreal.
8 The allium have faded of color, but their interesting geometric forms still look great in the gardens.
9 And I feel so fortunate to be able to add the beauty of tropical plants into the landscape, like this potted cycad.
10 A closer look - Surrounding the cycad is a chartreuse succulent.
11 I also love the structure of agave plants.
12 More surreal light
13 Princess Peony is such a curious cat.
14 Can you see one of my Friesians off in the distance?
15 I cannot see the chicken coops through the mist.
16 A few minutes later, the sky brightened.
17 Looking towards the Gravenstein apple espalier, the long pergola, and the grove of bald cypress, which have grown so, so much!
18 A view of the herbaceous peony bed - the spent flowers have all been dead-headed. The tree behind is a variegated maple with partially white leaves.
19 The apple espaliers have been neatly pruned by Shaun and Wilmer.
20 And the fruit is forming very nicely.
21 Princess Peony looking very serious
22 The feathery plumes of astilbe as the flowers begin to open