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busy busy bees. finally.

photo from this time last year, when we just arrived on the farm.
There are still two long weeks until spring officially begins, but I can feel it in the air already, despite snow this week. I have been pre-spring cleaning by organizing, re-arranging and decorating the office, the den, and the bedroom. I didn't realize how much I felt like I didn't live here, didn't belong here, until now. When we moved back from the farm so much had changed, we had a house full of people, and while I love them all dearly it felt as if this was no longer "our" home. I'm trying to change that. Now that the house is quieter I am trying to spread our things out of the bedroom (which has been incredibly cluttered and stuffy) into the rest of the house. And you know what? It feels really good.

Next week I plan to start spring cleaning, but first- a big farm work weekend (since the weather is going to be so beautiful and spring-like.) The list includes finishing the first rabbit tractor, assembling the chicken coop frame, visiting neighbors to pick up the floor plastic for the green house and several steel drums for heating, trying to get the tiller running, and hopefully even downing a few trees for mushroom logs. 

Whew, I'm tired already. 

Until next time friends,
Angela Kelly

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