I had a wonderful time seeing my college friends this past weekend. We laughed, cried, and ate a whole lot.
This weekend I also fell in love...
with my friend's mom's gentleman's farm. (Gosh, that's a lot of apostrophes.)
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*Sigh* So cute |
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One of their roosters and his harem of chickens (I ate their eggs for brunch. Delicious!) |
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A bunch of thyme growing in their herb garden |
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Be still my beating heart- it's a compost pile... |
Even though hubby and I live in an apartment now, hopefully one day we'll own a plot of land and I'll get to live out some of my farming fantasies. For now I'll practice growing plants on the deck...