So, in this media sharing world there is a place where the work of the farm, and the sharing of the farm overlap. The "felfie". Farm+selfie= Felfie. Utterly ridiculous on one hand, but pure, silly fun on the other. February weather brings all the frozen water buckets, endless need for hay, hay, and more hay, warm water again, stuff every space with straw, and try to thaw oneself a bit between trips outside. Quite frankly, you either crawl off with self pity and wonder why you chose this life, or you hide out in the little hay barn with your animals and snuggle in. While the sane portion of the world relaxes in their warm, dry houses, binge watching netflix and drinking coffee, I find myself in a pile of goats, armed with my camera, taking future album cover shots in case they start a band, and felfies, so that I have solid proof that I've officially lost it!
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AuthorThis homestead has been in my head and heart since I was fourteen years old. It has finally come to fruition alongside my husband and sons. Though my hands are more likely to be deep in the soil, milking the goats, or slipped into the hand of one of my children while exploring our woods, I hope to bring my hands back to the keyboard to share our adventures here. Welcome! Archives
December 2016
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