Getting to the barn and back, and out there and back again, was no easy task yesterday. We woke up to frigid temperatures after being spoiled rotten with warm weather. However, all that half melted slush, froze, and muck boots don't have spikes on the bottom. It took everything I had, to get back with the eggs and not fall (and break any or break something on me).
Inklings from the Farmhouse, embracing balance and new beginnings.