Ruby Sloggers There’s No Place Like Home

Brilliant sunshine, fallen leaves crispy and crunchy under my feet, heavy with a coating of frost, a thousand diamonds shimmer in the grass.  An owl screeches high in the treetops.  A donkey is braying loudly and the chickens are beginning their morning chatter.  Swoosh swoosh a flock of buzzards soars overhead.

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onion straws

I fumbled around in the darkness, feeling for a flashlight.  It’s 4:30 am, the power has gone out and it is twenty degrees outside.  The dogs need to go out to the bathroom.  Peanut can no longer navigate the stairs on her own, so I clumsily balance the flashlight, the dog and me down the stairs and out the door.  Carefully, trudging down the frost-coated porch steps in my fashion forward fuzzy slippers and robe, so as not to face plant me and the dog.

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The Hiatus

Oh my, it’s been awhile, hasn’t it?

The first frost of the season arrived during the night, covering our little farmstead with a white sparkling blanket of chill.

Warm freshly laid eggs are in my pockets keeping my fingers warm as I unlock the coops and head out to open the farm stand.  Each step is crisp and a bit slick with a thick coating of frost.

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Dandelion Sunrise

Sunrise.

A new day.

New Beginnings.

My favorite time of the day.

The shadows are long and dew drops glisten in the grass.

Blowing on Dandelions and making wishes, all things seem possible at this hour.

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