It will be a quiet day here at Honey Hill Farm. A time to sit in the front parlour by the large window, soft music playing, a fire in the woodstove....Silently crocheting, thinking of our week ahead. Dearest will to work in the fruit cellar while I bake something wonderful to fill the cookie jar and begin a long forgotten sewing project.
Just another gentle, lovely day....
Blessings from Honey Hill Farm,