Well lets see....what all has happened since the beginning of the year. Well....we got some snow.
Then we got some more snow. Dad had a time digging the van out at the airport to make the very slow and slippery drive home that night.
Then we got a whole lotta snow. The quarry hasn't looked this beautiful and pure since I've ever seen it.
At the next quarry you could see footprints where the deer had crossed the water to the other side. Oh for a couple of ice skates.
Then we got some land. A beautiful, gorgeous, lovely piece of God's earth. See that big patch of woods in the back? That's where I will bag my first deer. There were so many trails through there....This will be the view from the back of the house.When we considered this piece of property, the first thing we did was pray. In these economic times, and in life general, one wouldn't want to jump into something like this if you're going to lose your financial income. Besides, God knows His land much better than we do.
Then, bum ankle and all, in the middle of an ice storm, we hoofed the parameter of the entire property. It was mah-vah-lus dahling. Simply marvelous. Everything was shellacked in ice giving it a glossy finish that creaked when the wind blew. The bright orange leaves layered in the woods crisping lightly with each step. My lips were frozen around my teeth as I smiled.
An hour and half later, yep, they were still frozen and I knew where I stood.
See that pond... That's my pond. The spring peepers are already increadibly loud. This is were Dad taught me how to use the chain saw. We spent the weekend pulling vines out of trees, cutting up trees, playing games around the campfire and laughing. It's great.
This was our view as we celebrated the close of sale over a bottle of wine and another jog through the woods. And the day we found out we had the property....
My man takes me out to my favorite resturaut. We laugh. We dream. We scratched out ideas on paper. At the end of dinner, the waitress returns with this gorgeous, beautiful, full length fur coat. As beautiful as this is....I have to look this sweet gal in the eye and correct her. "That's absolutely beautiful, but that's not mine."She has this little sparkle in her eyes as she opens the coat, displaying my initals..."actually....it is" My poor man. I sobbed. I bawled. I left mascara in his ears, smeared on the side of his cheeks, across the collar of his shirt.
Now I don't mind telling you that wearing this coat makes me feel like a million dollars. The Queen of Sheba doesn't have anything on me. I grow an extra 5 inches when I slide this on. During those horrible cold days, I was wrapped in luscious warmth that didn't require a shiver to beat.
























