January 22, 2019 • 0 comment(s)
Yesterday the thermometer never rose above one degree F on the farm. It was COLD. The kind of cold that if my nose popped out of my face cover while I was driving the tractor, it immediately started to hurt. Luckily I was bundled to the max right down to my insulated hiking boots and wool socks.
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January 4, 2019 • 0 comment(s)
Two years ago I saw an intuitive who told me that 2017 was a year of learning about family, 2018 would be the year of learning about myself, and 2019 would be the year that I came into my power. I decided that year to book an Airbnb in Jamestown for New Years Eve and spend the night reflecting on the past year and looking forward to the year ahead. It turned out to be the best New Years I've ever had. This year I decided to do the same. Bob and I packed up the pups and headed to an 1840's farmhouse to sit by the crackling fire, eat a really yummy meal, and drink a little bit too much champagne. It looked a little something like this:
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