Who’d you find Kate? With the change in daylight and the gorgeous weather yesterday, we decided to play hide and
The girls wanted to help plant their Valentine’s Day tulips when there was a break in the cold. Claire didn’t
Literally. I wonder if he’d like a big blue ox to help him…
By now, everyone seems to be irritated by the seemingly never-ending cold weather. I remind Evie it technically is still winter
Jack’s already ordered another hive. Now, we wait for spring.
Wow. I guess I need to clean little girl handprints off the windows… The only kind of smoking we do
Hmm…this looks familiar. Oh, right. Like when she followed him around last time he was fixing the fence. Was there
A muddy horse is a happy horse. (At least when it comes to Stoney).
Since we’re settled in one spot early enough (and because we’re all sick of winter), the girls and I thought
Tree hugger. If pounds and pounds of honey weren’t enough to quench our sweet tooth (umm…the honey’s already gone…), Jack
More than once, Jack’s given me flak about all the special treatment the horses get. The sweet feed. The blanketing.
The slivers. The dry, chapped skin. The unkempt nails. The blood. All for the cause. (And not NEARLY as much blood
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