All You Need in Michigan (apparently)

It was a shame to leave 40 degree temps to head north where there is snow and below freezing temps again. Ugh...but we do what we must to celebrate our children's birth. She opted for a ski weekend. I am thankful there are no blizzards predicted, just snow for the long drive home. Snow while we house-hunt (farm-hunt, actually) on Sunday. I don't mind tromping through mud/slush/snow though to look at what could become our dream-home-downsizing-farmette one day. Where Beatrices can free-range all day long. Perhaps we can breed and raise the most friendly loving sweetest hens ever produced...never for food, just for companionship and eggs.

Ski weekend? Nah....let 'em ski, I'm relaxing inside and waiting for my spa appointment. Bring. It. On.