Flipping the three switches (heat lamp and fan) on in for my morning shower, is like flipping jetliner engine switches. My chicken coop is a pigsty this winter. Can't wait for a warm/dry day to clean it for them. Seeing a low supply of cut/split wood is like a baby about to have a crying fit. Putting on aloe infused snowman slipper socks is like being given the ticket to pretend you are snowed in, curl up with a book, blanket and candles lit (which oddly my even happen today). Receiving a hand written letter in the mail is like receiving a surprise gift. Waking up to a clean kitchen is like sunshine on my face. There is no sunshine in my face this morning. Daughter got a bored and baked cupcakes (not that we need them), and promised to clean her dishes. Didn't happen. I hope her boyfriend's family likes cupcakes. She made a lot. Applying nail polish in winter is like buying a new purse - fun, exciting, relaxing, something for me, whi...
Inklings from the Farmhouse, embracing balance and new beginnings.