sugaring

end of {maple} sugaring

The wind was chilly but the sun shown warm. I snuggled the boys into jackets and shoes. “We’re going to the woods,” I told them. “We’re going crazy in the woods?” D asks with a grin. He’s teasing me as I tease him everyday after school. “When’s mom picking me up?” he asks as he drops…

Living for Him

[before.winter]

He grips my hand as we step out of the barn. It was another late night milking. Part of getting ready for winter. Using every bit of daylight to do field work. We’re almost to the house when I feel his tug. I step off the rough rocks of the driveway into soft grass. “Come…

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