winter on the farm

We must admit, summer is usually our favorite time on the farm — when pastures are lush, horses are fat, dogs run wild, hens lay eggs, the garden explodes and the house stays filled with friends and family. The place is just abuzz with life. But when winter comes, a hushed stillness falls over everything and you somehow come to feel an even deeper connection with the land, where simple quiet is all around.



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