Red Dirt Farm and Studio

growing flowers dancing with chickens painting joy

Snow is falling. I cooked a feast as though I was expecting an army.   Mr. Cottage carved the turkey, we gathered our little family together, we gave thanks and ate until our bellies could hold no more.

Ramblings from a small farmhouse. Our neck of the woods dodged a bullet with the blizzard that passed through the beginning of the week.  We had a coating of ice, which thankfully melted quickly with the return of the sun.  It was beautiful, all glistening and sparkly in the sun.  Really, I can’t complain about …

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