Lots Going On

Too cold and too busy in the barn to get much done about writing it down though. Sorry. When the house gets up above fifty and the government stops plaguing us for reams and rafts of data, expect pics and story on a fabulously cool antique Christmas ornament we received this year, the amazing food our daughter feeds us and discussion thereof, and a little about the bird feeder wars.

Just for example, a favorite pastime in the barn is to torment each other with detailed descriptions of what we are cooking for breakfast or supper, while we are at work in the barn. It always seems as if you get hungry while choring........ 

Liz is a master of this fine-tuned method of torture. She yells menus involving homemade lasagna, hot garlic bread, fascinating salads, and more across the barn to the rest of us as she feeds calves and milks her line of cows. Her new husband seems to have fallen into a nice life.....

We try to retaliate with descriptions of homemade chicken soup, afloat with fresh onion tops, harvested from the pots grown in the kitchen, and scattered with fresh parsley ditto. She goes up north every little while and gets us all boneless chicken breasts about half the size of the New York Daily News, which translate into incredible meals no matter how you cook them....so far chicken and biscuits, chicken and potato soup, chicken this, chicken that...it's all good....