Farm Friends

Yesterday, I had a favorite farm friend come to play. She’s a hillbilly girl and knows how to enjoy a farm day just right.

I didn’t have to tell her where to go to feed the chickens our leftovers pancakes or where the ATV was parked.

She spotted the Crimson clover as we rode through the back field and just had to hop off to pick some to bring home.

She read me stories and we made artwork and found the best “cute rocks” that she certainly needed to wash off with the garden hose.

But first, I had to roll up the sleeves on her legs, please.

As I sip my coffee this morning I have perfect reminders of a beautiful day too!