Let the beauty we love,
be what we do.
There are hundreds of ways to kneel and kiss the ground."
The Farmwife Diaries
My boys (ages 8 & 13) were reluctant and groggy this morning as they embarked on their Sunday morning chicken chores. And what began as a mild-mannered egg collecting expedition turned into a mud-ridden melodrama for them and an unexpected life lesson for me...
Our dear Pippin is gone away. The farm family here at Finnriver has been reluctant to make farewells since we don’t know if she is still out there somewhere, but it feels time now to at least offer a tribute to this sweetest of dogs...