There’s always one, isn’t there?
A big storm hit the farm this March. It was a school and work days, so you know what that means. 
Going back to help out the bees.

And a walk over to Gigi’s with Sam:
Posing.
Catching snowflakes on her tongue:
My girl.
You always know it’s a Nor’easter when the snow covers the porch.

All cleaned up thanks to Hunna.

And, sunrise the next morning. Always beautiful.













