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Not being one that feels as though they can offer upbeat advice, positive thoughts and such, I’m just not going to attempt to do so.  I try to look on the positive side of things, although I’ll admit there are times when I struggle with it.  I’m just not the cheerleader type. Like  – yay …

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Well hello, 2020 – are y’all ready for the new roaring ’20s? We didn’t roar, we quietly ushered in the new decade, Mr. Red Dirt and I.  We worked together to create a lovely, not so little dinner for the two of us which consisted of steak, lobster, shrimp, baked potato and salad.  The fancy …

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December 2019

Kim of Red Dirt Farm and Studio

I had this dream last night, I was traveling around the world seeing beautiful amazing places.  I was quite moved by everything I was experiencing and wanted to take photos, I kept pressing the button but my camera wouldn’t respond.

Chapter One

Kim of Red Dirt Farm and Studio

A light drizzle is surrounding me as I wander through the gardens cutting flowers to put in the farmstand.  It is sunrise, only the sun isn’t shining.  The humidity seems high and the gnats are horrible and the mosquitoes are biting.  I’m hot and my body heat is steaming up my glasses so that I …

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      Here at Red Dirt Farm, Magnolia blooms and sweet honeysuckle are perfuming the humid air.  Fireflies are lighting the night skies.  It is as one expects it to be this time of year.  Although, the Magnolia blooms aren’t as heavy as normal, perhaps because of a late frost.  Once again, our routine, …

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These seed packets jumped into my shopping cart the other day.  I’ve been reading the seed catalogs and dreaming about what I will plant in the garden this year.  Ah spring, I’m looking forward to welcoming you. Right now, though, it is very cold out and we are under a blanket of snow.  Our pipes …

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New Year New Life

Kim of Red Dirt Farm and Studio

In the night, on December 8th,  Mr. Cottage and I became chicken grandparents.  Our little hen, Daisy only 8 months old herself hatched her first chick.  Daisy was terribly weak and unable to stand or walk because of her 21 days of sitting and not eating or drinking.  I knew I needed to help her out.