Red Dirt Farm and Studio

 I find eggs in unexpected places when the girls mischievously lay them outside their nesting box.

Sometimes I put them in my pocket.

Sometimes I forget that I put that egg in my pocket.

Sometimes I get a drippy gooey surprise.

Eggs baked in cream. Rich decadent and yummy easy recipe here.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Here it has been frosty, and windy.

Early morning; the sun slowly makes an appearance on the horizon, the grass is heavy with frost and crunches under my feet as I head out to fill up the farm stand with fresh eggs from the girls.

  Christmas music has been playing and the lights have been twinkling.  For the most part, it is a stress-free time, as we have virtually eliminated all gift buying in recent years.  It was difficult coming around to that at first, as I do love purchasing special somethings for special people.  I also love wrapping packages and making them sparkle.  It is better though, not having the pressure.  A few of my handmade items will be shared, instead.

I’m hoping to spend some time doing holiday baking this week coming up, although we don’t need those sweets either.

My mixed media assemblage endeavors from the week have all gone to a local shop for purchase.  They are a combination of my watercolor images, feathers from my girls, vintage ephemera, and vintage Johnson Bros. china, die cuts from the Tim Holtz collection and bits and pieces of this and that.

The angel with the broken wing has been in my family longer than I have.  She still makes me smile, broken wing and all.

 I leave you –  with another recipe.  Something to warm you – a little toddy in a ball.

Bourbon Balls.

 

That’s all for today.