Fresh air, Monarch butterflies, fruitless hunting trips, corn field forts, art projects, giant hay bails, late nights spent around a bonfire, endless debates, tears, laughter, love, understanding and a sky full of stars. This place and the friends that live here have given me some of my most cherished memories. Though there isn't much more than snow this time of year, here are a few of the pictures my sister and I took at the farm this weekend.
Monday, December 29, 2008
The Farm
Fresh air, Monarch butterflies, fruitless hunting trips, corn field forts, art projects, giant hay bails, late nights spent around a bonfire, endless debates, tears, laughter, love, understanding and a sky full of stars. This place and the friends that live here have given me some of my most cherished memories. Though there isn't much more than snow this time of year, here are a few of the pictures my sister and I took at the farm this weekend.
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