Home.
At home I frolic and rollick with the dog, which never comes to my calls. (I'm calling him in the first photo, he just sat there with his head tilted to one side). I eat soup in the sun and never have to wear my coat. There are babies and chickens. And we listen to vinyls in the garage drinking coffee.
It's pretty nice.
Can't wait for our next visit.
1 comment:
Ohhh mann you are killing me! These photos are incredible! I could stare at them for hours with eyes like this O_O. But i wont cos that would be creepy and also cos i have a plate of curry waiting for me downstairs.
I'm so very envious of your farm life! These pictures are making me yearn for my holiday farm house :( tis far away in Scotland though :( xxx
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