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Summer evenings often found us sitting
together on our garden bench in front of
Winter
evenings are cozy, as Tim builds roaring fires for us to enjoy.
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Tim and I have had wonderful trips through the years, wonderful adventures, visiting ghost towns, cruising around whenever we go camping, following seldom-taken roads, or checking out the local garage sales for antiques and interesting tools! Whatever we do, we always have fun together. And always, we bring back a 'rock' for the gardens, a lasting memento of our journey. In the spring of April 2000, Tim happened upon the breeding ground for ladybugs right there at the North fork on his way home from the Red Corral Deli on Highway 88. He had stopped to investigate the huge swarming of insects that he saw from the highway. Once he realized what it was, he rushed home to get me, and a portable vacuum to catch some of the ladybugs for our gardens, and the camera to get this amazing event on film! It was just awesome! There must have been literally thousands of ladybugs, covering everything in sight--grass, fallen leaves, dried stems from the past winter, rocks, and the ground. They teemed, masses of ladybug bodies mating at once. This was something neither of us had ever seen. It was totally amazing! We brought some home for the greenhouse, and released others into the gardens. Be assured there were still thousands left at the river!
We have
discovered many other treasures in these hills! One of them is Highway 88
Burgers in Pine Grove, CA. Grabbing a fantastic, big, juicy, cheeseburger,
along with a huge
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I hope you enjoy experiencing a little bit of Dunn Farm. There is a Garden Journal that takes you along with us from the first year to the current year on the farm, describing the property, the research that went into planting, our trials and errors in gardening, insights and tips--a total of seven years of gardening at Dunn Farm, our first home together, our mountain sanctuary! Just last winter, Tim and I were looking at the first photographs of our place when we moved in, November 1992 . There was little growing here but the pines, oaks, walnut trees, Oleanders, and a few bulbs that came up that spring. One of the surprises was Spanish Bluebells, and some lovely, purple irises--otherwise it was totally barren! You would not recognize the place now! We have created wonderful garden rooms, and paths--planted hundreds of plants, many started from seeds, and some from relative's gardens. We have created a special sanctuary here together. Dunn Farm will always be in our hearts. We have shared much happiness here, learned a lot about ourselves, discovered hidden talents and hobbies like raising chickens, ducks, and geese! We had a great time with the Arabian horses, learned a lot raising our calf, Bianco, and had many happy times feeding the Koi and goldfish. Tim became quite adept at growing trees--Cork Oaks, Pines, Maples and Buckeyes. We have many wonderful memories here, but now the time has come to see a new fish pond to while away the twilight hours together, enjoying a gorgeous sunset, to create new gardens wherever the Lord takes us. That is in God's hands, and that my friends, is another adventure! (As of August 30, 2002, Dunn Farm has been sold and a new adventure starts!)
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Ozzie can enjoy outings up at Caple's lake and the North
fork of the river. 
the pond, feeding the golden fish that darted
among the pink and white water lilies, enjoying
the coolness as the sun sets. Ozzie would visit them with us, watching
excitedly as they broke the surface for feeding time. The heavenly scent of roses and honeysuckle drifted by
while a slight breeze ruffled the pines behind us. What a delightful time
each evening held for us as we fed the goldfish. 
I look forward each winter to watching the snow fall in soft drifts across the
land. We have had some snow storms! Almost two feet of
snow in just three days this past winter! It was gorgeous, but cost us some
casualties. The Magnolia tree was broken midway down its trunk, the
Oleanders lay in heaps upon the ground, the Sweet Broom had broken branches
as did some of the plum trees. The grounds looked like a battle field, and
still there were other storms after that. The mountain roads I traveled to
work each day were dangerously icy and cars moved slowly down the mountain.
Still,
the landscape of snow is just gorgeous! The stately pine trees
dressed in finery, the soft blanket of snow as far as one can see, the
snuggly evenings in front of the fire. Tim's treks out through the
snow to feed the chickens, rabbits and ducks, deep footprints left behind
in the snow, will always be a soft memory. Create your own memories, ones to snuggle
into when the nights become long, and the days wisp into the clouds, when the
last star zooms into place in the heavens, sparkling in the night sky, memories to capture forever....to share
with someone you love. 
