Monday, December 09, 2019


I have three little elves on the little farmhouse tree. Symbols. One for each grandchild.

farmette life-48.jpg

This, in addition to the simple ornament of the two little children (girls!) looking out a window pane. I've had that for decades. My two little girls.

There are a few other symbols hanging down from the branches: chickens, for our farmette life. A pine cone Santa. Candles of light. Macarons. And that's it. I like to look up at the tree and one or another of these comes into focus and it always makes me smile. My deepest affections, summarized on a tree.

One may well look at the colors on that tree, because it is, otherwise, a gray and foggy day. The cheepers hide in the the barn. The porch cats stay on the porch, playing.

farmette life-20.jpg

We're waiting for real winter weather. It's expected, within hours.

Breakfast prep: this is when you remind yourself how utterly warm and cozy your home is.

farmette life-12.jpg

In the afternoon, I head to the kids' school. First, I go for Sparrow.

farmette life-25.jpg

Then Snowdrop. We make our way home. (She is wearing a dress of her choice. The young family is heading to a holiday party in the evening. She'll surely be a conversational ice breaker!)

farmette life-37.jpg

Sparrow, not that book again!!

farmette life-34.jpg

(The prancing unicorn...)

farmette life-64.jpg

And then the sun sets and the clouds clear and the temperature falls. Tomorrow will surely feel like the thick of winter.