farm christmas


our christmas at the farm is a sacred time.  we eat, drink and are merry.  we have wild and crazy cousin time.  we have big meals and time to rest afterward.  we have a walk around the farm yard making the paths even more familiar.




this year i hold gratitude that the permanent marker the younger two got out to scribble with didn’t get on nana’s nice furniture (!!!!!!).  there was the yearly game of pictionary where i was demoted from “prime real estate” which was fine with me.


i’ve known this family for most of my life by now.  i love the traditions that i’ve come to call my own.  i love knowing exactly what i’ll be eating in a little less than a year.


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