Category: farm
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Well, that was a lot of snow

As we consulted the radar, we discovered school had been canceled before the flakes even began to get substantial. Fearing the worst, Tom gave me some time to myself in the morning before I tackled the day with three snowbound children.
When I emerged from hiding, I discovered my brilliant husband had brought bowls of the white stuff into the kitchen. For the next few hours we spent time digging, pouring, molding, microwaving (watch it melt!), cutting, and creating. Snownuts and coffee, anyone?
Then we settled in for some real cocoa and a day full of documenting our Gnome-o-meter, our visual guide to the snowfall.
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Snow!

And here it is, our first big snow.
Neko was beside herself with excitement. Still in her pajamas, she pulled on her boots and coat and headed outside. There she was, running and playing and doing snow angels. A bit later, she wandered in, looking for a big bowl. She had a snowman she wanted to bring inside.
When I looked out again, I realized her snowman was waaaay down at the end of the property, on the hay cart (look for the small orange triangle above her head in the first photo). And there she was, a snowman half her height, loaded into the bowl. She would stop every 20 feet or so to put the bowl down and rest. I’ve never seen her so determined. Some time later, she popped up on the patio with a smile and a snowman.
Why we bring a snowman inside to decorate, I have no idea, but I like the enthusiasm with which we’re embracing winter.
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Rainbow

After a weird stretch of weather this morning, the kids started screaming for me. I ran to see what was going on, and came to see a rainbow, hugely vibrant in the sky. The thing about living in the country is that not much obscures your view, and we could easily see the full arch, stretching from one field to another.
In the time it took me to run get the camera, it had already begun fading, and then it was gone.
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Thankful

This year I am thankful that we finally found something to fill that empty space above the fireplace. Tom, Chris, and I all found it independently on the internet in a short span of time.
We decided it was fate telling us it needed to be ours. I mean, really, what kind of farm is it if you don’t have a deer head?
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Uncovered

Last week you wouldn’t have noticed this structure was here. It was buried behind overgrown honeysuckle and filled with decades of the previous owner’s junk.
We think it’s an old corn crib. We’ve been spending the last two weekends, between biking and playing in the unseasonably amazing weather, unearthing it.
We still have some work to do on it. Hauling away the remaining junk. Tearing down the partial fence that sits in front of it. Getting rid of the two ton concrete sink we found inside (that’s going to require the tractor).
But come spring, once we get it all fixed up, we might just find some folks to live in there. Some little things that go “cluck cluck”.



























