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Hey y'all it's been a long time...

I don't know about you, but 'round here it seems like October has just flown by.  I haven't blogged once this month! I can't wait for things to slow down.  We've been so busy with construction, school, and canning there hasn't been much time for anything else.  I keep telling myself it's just for a season.  I'm trying to be thankful for each moment instead of being overwhelmed...sometimes.. that's a hard thing to do. =)

Tomorrow will be a big day for us!  We're supposed to wake to our first substantial snowfall of the season.  The kids couldn't be more thrilled.  Of course, this drastic change in weather meant lots of preparation for today.  Making up some yummy treats was top of the list. =)  We attempted to prepare the yard for winter although we didn't quite finish. *sigh*  However we did get school done, clean all the animal pens, pick up the house, dig out all the winter coats, scarves, gloves and snow suites.  Finally, we made a delicious soup that is simmering away for tomorrow evening.  I'm sure the warm liquid will be a welcomed change from the bitter cold...and what would a snowy night be without a slice of scrumptious pumpkin bread?  All we need now is some homemade hot coco, fuzzy socks and LOTS of laughter.

Hope y'all stay safe and warm.

Until then...
Jessie 
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  1. ErikaOctober 26, 2011 at 1:34 PM

    That sounds so nice, your plans for soup and pumpkin bread. :)

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