When we rely upon laws to enforce decent behavior, we end up spending our hard-earned money on attorneys. Rather than legal recourse, I’m on a mission to amp up my personal charm and collaborative kindness. Good manners are contagious.
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Winnie Nielsen says: This photo reminds me more of a November frost shot with all the browns and lacy look of the branches. It is beautiful!
Karlyne says: What was growing in the inner square? It makes a great contrast to the close-cropped rest of the scene.
MaryJane says: Sharp eye!!!! That is where we had installed an new drain field for our septic system upgrade. We had to fence it off until it settled and were able to install barriers around all the uprights so that my cows didn’t damage things. This spring they’ll be able to graze on it so we took the fence down in the fall. Karina took the photo right outside our design studio door from the porch.
Karlyne says: I would never have thought of it being that! I figured it was a test field of some super new heirloom veggie that over-winters!
MaryJane says: Dang, I should have said quinoa field trials or something like that. Sewage?
Karlyne says: Well, it should be lush pasture for the cows!
Terry Steinmetz says: I had a sled like that growing up. Even though we got very little snow, I enjoyed my little brother pulling me! But what fun!
Winnie Nielsen says: This brings back wonderful childhood memories spent sledding down the hill all day in our neighborhood with sisters, brothers and friends. We would go out in the morning, come home, eat lunch, get dry clothes and head back out until we were about frozen and the day was drawing to an end! We used to get that path slick as glass and tear down the hill screaming away. The trick? There was a big creek at the bottom of the hill so you had to make sure you veered to the right or left just in time or in the water you would go.
Brenda White says: The old fashioned sled⛄️ How pretty and also brings back great memories❤️
Ah yes that flexible flyer sled does bring back memories. We would sled on what we called the ” Camel’s hump” .It was 2 hills and if you built up enough speed you could go down one and actually head up the second one and then down that one. We would use wax paper to make the blades even slicker. We would sled all day, and only take a quick lunch break at my friend’s grandmother’s house, where the hill were. She would serve hot ovaltine ,grilled cheese sandwiches and tomato soup. We’d get all warmed up again and then sled until dark. Some of my happiest childhood memories !
bonnie ellis says: I had lots of fun on a sled like that but also had a disaster too. I couldn’t steer it fast enough and broke my nose running into a tree. Must have been when I was 7 or 8. But of course, we farmgirls aren’t stopped by anything and as soon as my mother would let me, I got right back on and went again. (no more accidents, though)
Cathy Callicoat says: Sweet place for cold birdies!
Winnie Nielsen says: This is adorable and perfect Farmgirl Romance. I wonder if anyone is currently residing inside all cozy in a nest?
Bonnie Ellis says: That is a really cute birdhouse but you notice the door is frozen shut awaiting a thaw. lol
Winnie Nielsen says: This out door building looks very cozy all snuggled under the boughs of the evergreen. It is fun to see how the same object looks during four distinct seasons of a year. There is an elegance about snow with blue skies that feels clean and crisp and full of a sense of patient waiting until Spring.
bonnie ellis says: Snow just has a way of making things look magical. Your picture is lovely.
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This old barn is glorious! I love red barns as they hold so much mystic and beauty to me.
Beautiful! I love barns. I always enjoyed my grandpas barn with all its smells creaks and groans. Great memories❤️
That old barn is lovely. They are a dying breed I think.