Old Stone Well Farm

Facing Truths

Into the Lenten woods I go. Yes, this season begins with an invitation to enter the wilderness but many times we don’t go on our own or even willingly. It’s even less inviting here in Vermont where winter’s bleakness lingers on creating a feel of isolation. But as I go into the woods I discover there is beauty to be found. Let’s explore together!

1 thought on “Old Stone Well Farm

  1. Thank you for sharing Maya’s tree poem. I receive strength, comfort & peace when I hug a tree.
    Grateful for some snow so I can go into the woods on my snow shoes.


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