Leaving the farm in Spring

The nut tree, the Asian pear, the cherry and apple trees, the blueberry bushes, are all budding.  When I return, they will be abundant.  Still, I only just arrived home - my first Spring in five years.  Chilly enough to build one last fire.  Packing conservatively for Istanbul, fashionably for Paris, shamelessly for Italy, warmly for the Swiss Alps, lightly for Tangier.

Cabin & studio under Spring skies