In the morning snow squall, I took a drive to look at the world. Covered with freshly fallen snow, the softly rolling fields caught my eye. They remind me of the curves and lines of a woman's body. Ok, a woman that has not shaved her legs for a few days. Still, feminine lines all the same.
Who could resist? If there are buttons to be pushed, I'll be sure to push every one of them.
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We've already exceeded our seasonal allowance of snow and cold. To think that it is only December makes me wonder about January and February. At least the critters on the farm will have plenty to eat.
I needed a fox and a tortoise for a work project and created these two.
My Spanish speaking coordinator has dubbed them Federico and Tomás. I'll bet these two are going to show up in some crazy adventures together.
Monday, I turned down the wonderful snowy drive to visit my friend Debbie's home. Not because we are good freinds (though we are). Not because she is a fantastic conversationalist (she is). It's becasue Debbie bakes the most beautiful and flavorful bread you have ever dreamed of. I was on a mission to pick up a loaf of rye and of rustic white. Oh, how good that round of rustic white has been. We will cut into the loaf of rye tomorrow. Perhaps, I will take a picture of it. Just promise not to drool into your keyboard.
If you don't have a Charlie Wiltrout in your life, you are missing out. Charlie is one of my favorite people at the farm for good reason. He teases me unmercifully. From the moment he sees me to the moment I leave, Charlie is teasing, telling jokes, and wild stories. Yeah, everybody needs a Charlie Wiltrout.
Little Miss H. was explored on flickr. Who knew other people found her as adorable as I do?
This is a glimpse of my three hour commute on Monday morning. Normally, my drive into work is only an hour long, but winter weather triggered accidents that had the interstate doubling as a parking lot.
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