Simple pleasures

Just when I get sick of nature (snow) it has a way of teaching me what is important in life. Tonight the snow has all melted and the evening was beautifully mild. Walking the dog was such a pleasure, listening to the church bells ring across the village for ‘practice’ night made the whole experience even more special. I went to visit my dad and listen to a little beautiful song he had written about my nephew. Family, fresh air and freedom. Simple pleasures have to be at the heart of smallholding, or what’s the point. Oreo has the right idea.



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