We woke up to Turtle Creek covered in a blanket of winter white. The only prints in the snow were animal tracks that were going in all directions. This is a photo of the entrance and the lower pastures.
Since we are thinking of adding chickens to the farm so we can have fresh eggs, we visited the Dunlap's clucking collection of prize-winning chickens. He raises various breeds for show and shared his vast knowledge.
Here is where I keep some of the small heart rocks, in jars that line the side porch windows. Other heart rocks are placed in different spots around the cabin that hopefully bring a smile to whoever may see them.