A hard frost excites me because I know there’s snow soon to come!
I love the snow, and this morning as I opened the front door to let the dog out, the cold air hit me and my mind instantly flashed back to when we were building and came out here during a snowy weekend.
I remembered how cozy the house felt and how I always would try to imagine what it would be like to be here on a snowy day with the wood stove blazing.
At that point it felt as though it was so far away from happening and I just remember taking in every moment.
We’d lay on the floor and color and pretend we were already there.
Now, almost 10 months later I’m excited to wake up here- preferably to at least one big snowy morning this winter, coffee in hand sitting by the wood stove and hearing my children’s excited voices over getting ready to play in the snow at 10am.....when in reality Cheyenne is like me and is up at the crack o’ dawn everyday....a girl can dream, right?
It’s been about 7 months since we’ve moved in, and I have so many good memories of building- and also stressful ones, but it’s been exciting having new experiences (ahem, 18 chickens and two large gardens) here at the farm and I cannot wait to see what 2018 brings. (And it better be some snow)
