My farm is more than just a piece of land; it’s my sanctuary, a place where time gently pauses, inviting me to savor the pure, unadorned beauty of life. The evergreen, all alone and cloaked in its vibrant shades of green, serves as a symbol of hope and rebirth. It reminds me that even in the coldest grip of winter, life perseveres, patiently awaiting the soft, renewing promise of spring.
