it is February 23. inspired by my Gun and Garden Forest Friend's rendition of trying to replicate my now famous granola. Named after my childhood companion, a pony, the best in the Universe, Red Star. White Cloud and Red Star spent countless adventures from the age of 4 through 15. Then she continued on to her next little companion, Farm Princess, adventures.
She was bright, energetic, intelligent, sound, diligent, and fearless. Red would carry me over any fence in field, through forest, on beaches, and open fields. She was incredible, and that is why my granola is named for her.
....this morning thinking... my granola has spawned the granola chronicles....I visited her resting place beneath a beautiful tree, on the most wonderful farm in Southern Vermont last Friday. She is surrounded by the most authentic family, one I have adopted as mine, with their chickens, rabbits, goats, sheep, cows, horses which have evolved from the ones she spent her last years running with. A dairy farm I love. Earth, animals, fields, trees, sky, and hills. Beauty beyond measure.
and so.
The Granola Chronicles begin. Stories of friends, found on adventures, lured by the promise of the next batch, never the same, yet made with love, the fire from the sun, a sprinkle of nostalgia, fun, inspiration, and mischief.
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