The coffee is brewing. The sun is starting to warm the side of the barn. I can hear that baby fussing. Another day is getting about to take off. It's two degrees here this morning, and soon I'll be bundling up to refresh water buckets for animals, get hay for the ruminants and check for morning eggs. If I wait too long the eggs will freeze and crack open. That's no good, I'll be there to receive those fresh little hen fruits. Kids are all up now and each one making his or her way to their "heater" (the register vents). I should be going the kitchen is a wreck and I've got waffles and bacon to fry. In the next day or two I'll be ordering some seeds for the garden. I've been taking count of what I've got, what I need, and which will be planted here as seeds or transplants. I've just about got it all figured out. This is the good life. surrounded by these crazy kids, that screaming baby and all the worries of trying to plan our garden for 2011. This is the kind of trouble I'd only wish on my best friends.
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