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It's hard to believe how quickly time is passing since we arrived here. I looked at the calendar earlier and realized it's already the last day of March! Fortunately it is Saturday, a day for laziness and staying (mostly) indoors, catching up with my paint brushes and keyboard.

I felt my blog layout and design was a bit overwhelming while also restricting. I have re-designed, simply but smoothly, most importantly with room for larger images, because I feel my photos have been less-than-impressive when sized down (not that they are too great anyways.) I also want to stop editing them quite as much, mainly because I don't have the time to adjust every single image, especially since my lack of photoshop (and related skills) limits what I can do to them. I do wish to have beautiful eye catching images like I see on many of the lovely blogs I read, but I don't know how to achieve that with the camera and programs I have access to. Any help or advice will gladly be heard :)

Anyways, here's just a few shots from the week. I've been working on some ideas for posts involving life on the farm and how to tie this new life we are living into my blog more successfully. There are so many animals and activities constantly, that focusing on one-thing-at-a-time is more difficult than it would seem.

lambs are the cutest

and bunnies

this lady just had her baby eaten by dogs :(

pre-painting

no-makeup.

proof that erowyn has become a horrible barn cat

garden tilling

and more

the tree that survived

how the garden looked before the pigs

piggy 

Jonathan being mobbed by piggies

how long has that been there?

the garden-to-be

Until next time,
(I really need to get off my lazy bum.)

Angela Kelly
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