Living Room

I love Saturday mornings here on the farm.  I rise with the sun, instead of the clock, stumble my way through the kitchen to the living room, which is so aptly named.

Rainy Day Epiphanies



My trusty shovel and I worked very hard on those ditches!



It's a rainy February morning here on the farm, and I've not seen this much water since the winter we built our house.  The ditches I hand-dug are spilling over; the culvert under the driveway is gamely trying to direct the water to the future stock pond location.  It's so quiet I can hear the occasional meadowlark complaining about the rain.  He'll be singing a new tune when the water subsides enough for him to snatch up the insects surfacing to escape the boggy dirt.