Auntie Becca has a farm

I haven't posted in a while so thought I'd blog about the time we've been spending at Auntie Becca's farm -- so fun and relaxing and scenic. Late afternoons with kale soup and homemade bread. Evenings sipping Kentucky bourbon among friends or playing the Aldo Box Game. Early morning apple-picking. Brunch time amble to the cedar grove. Waking up the chickens. Putting the horses to bed. Becca happy and laid back and welcoming. Tristen musing, "I ride the horsie but not the chickens -- I too big." So great.