A Cold, Snowy Winter’s Morn on the Farm


My DEEP feelings for SNOW go way back. In fact, I don’t remember ever NOT being enamored with Snow. I’ve loved Snow forever.

Of course, growing up in Georgia, and living there most of my life, I didn’t KNOW Snow personally, but I fell in love any way. I suspect it is kinda like online dating? We have never met in person until I moved to this farm, but I loved SNOW before we met.


Life on a mountain farm in “real” snow is way different than life in a house in Metro-Atlanta with a few flurries.

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