Friday, January 18, 2008


Dearest Readers,

It was a very cold night here at Honey Hill Farm.  Our thermometer read 1 above zero.  Both the front and back parlour fires blazed brightly as we snuggled in our cozy home.  Heavy velvet drapes were drawn to chase away the chilly wind.  A kerosene lamp, glowing in the front parlour, reminded us of a time so long ago...I counted my blessings as I cuddled with Dearest in our quilt covered bed.  So thankful for this life, this quiet, gentle life.

God bless you gentle readers, until we meet again,



carrie at said...

Welcome Shan...

Your home looks so cozy and inviting! I think I will need to come here often and be refreshed.

Have a wonderful weekend,


Mal said...

Your blog is blossoming so nicely. I know you worry about every last detail when you are putting pen to paper (or in this case, fingers to keyboard)- don't, your writing is inspiring.The simple daily bliss shared encourages us all to drift back in memory to kinder times and to remeber the pleasantries of today.

Thanks for sharing this beloved home and resounding sense of peace with us.

P.S. your photos are lovely.