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damp days

Today was a damp and gloomy day on the farm. The rain came and went in waves, but usually not heavy enough to send the animals (or my wet and miserable-self) running for shelter. Jonathan and I managed to get a few projects done before the weather broke us down. First was cleaning yet another layer of trash out of the pig pen. It's amazing how much they can uncover, just two weeks ago the area was so overgrown it was impossible to walk through. Now there's only some trampled vines lining the ground and a few thorn bushes that are still putting up a fight. After another week or two it will be a clear apple orchard again! We also crafted some make-shift walls around the compost piles using decade old hay (wait until you see the Jeep with 15 bales of hay on the roof.)

An hour or so before dusk the clouds broke enough for a pleasant walk around, camera in hand. Unfortunately I haven't had the time to sort through them yet, but that project is for tonight. I have been thinking the last few days- why don't I share any music on my blog? Music is an incredible part of my life, and I'm constantly seeking new interesting artists, so I thought I might share some of my favorites, and I would love to hear some of your new jams in the comments. Please?

I leave you with the xx, Islands. I've been listening to their album on repeat all week.




I don't have to leave anymore
What I have is right here
Spend my nights and days before
Searching the world for what's right here

Underneath and unexplored
Islands and cities I have looked
Here I saw
Something I couldn't over look

Where would I be
If this were to go under
It's a risk I'd take
I'm froze by desire
As if a choice I'd make


See what I've done
That bridge is on fire
Going back to where I've been
I'm froze by desire
No need to leave


I am yours now
So now I don't ever have to leave
I've been found out
So now I'll never explore

Until next time,
Angela Kelly




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