The springs bubble up through the snow and head downhill to Beaver Creek. God Bless my little Farm and all the water (especially when it runs downhill!) Don't have to worry about a drought here.
I keep this journal as a record of my adventures on the farm, my hopes and dreams, failures and successes, for anyone who might want to take the leap, as I did, six years ago.
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Pretty pictures!
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