While I was visiting my parents, I took a walk through the woods and fields on the farm. I really miss this place. Someday I would like to move back.
The farm where I grew up.
The bridge over the creek.
The personal and professional website of Douglas Van Bossuyt
Heather and I joined my mom for a hike on the trails at my parents’ ranch. The woods were all abloom with wildflowers.
The creek that runs through one part of the property.
Spring has sprung in the forest.
An old stand of vine maple. The leaves were incredibly soft.
It felt like we were walking through a jungle.
Heather found a little newt out on the back part of the property.
Goddard said hello from the pasture. We searched for morel mushrooms and found a few.
Some of the ladies came by to say hello as well.
With Erin visiting from the east coast, Heather and I took her to my parents’ place to meet the young chickens and the llamas. My dad picked up one of the chicks for Heather and Erin to visit with.
We said hello to Grace Ann. She is an elderly llama who has lived on the farm since she was born 20 years ago.
We also fed Goddard and Webster.