Tuesday, April 14, 2020

Easter


Walking the fence line, 
listening to the distant thunder and the birds sing.
The smell of rain in the air.
The low hum of hubby's four-wheeler in the distance.


No plans. No expectations. 
Just a day spent at the farm
and enjoying sweet moments like these.

Much love!

💖

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