It's 5:30 am and me and the roosters seem to be the only ones who cannot sleep. Farm life has become very time consuming especially with working full time in Alabama. It seems I get home from work, make my rounds checking in on everyone, throw something together for dinner, eat and cleanup, sit on the sofa and fall asleep. That is pretty much the norm for me around here. I still love it. There is just something special about a farm. I can't put my finger on it, but aside from all the poop and grossness, it's pretty amazing. Paul was gone for 3 weeks back in October, it wasn't the same without him here. I think part of that specialness is having a husband that you are working with to create a life that neither of you were familiar with, but working, learning and trying to be successful at it.... together. The Farmhouse The farm house is still a work in progress. I think we will always have something to be working on in this hous...
Bless This Mess....For Real