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Lambs!

The first lambs of the season have arrived!!!

The first two to hit the ground were twins, one boy and one girl. First day of life:

If you don't think that's cute, I don't know what planet you are from.

If you're in the area, come see them! I can guarantee that you'll want to steal one or both to bring home with you.

Just think it, don't actually try it.

We have very tight security out here in the boonies.

Just warnin' ya.

How's This For Impressive?

All in age order...except for Gabby (farthest to the left). She's older than Micah, but really wasn't sure about the whole picture taking thing.

I love these kids. Every single one of 'em... even if they are punks some of the time.

The Laundry Post

When I do laundry, I really do laundry. It is never only just one load, more like 3 or 4. I am also a fairly lazy person (surprise!) when it comes to laundry. I never check my pockets (a trait inherited from my mother) and I never manage to get around to folding the clean stuff, 'cause really, what's the point?

A smattering of the clean stuff (P.S. I do fold my jeans because they get all wrinkly and I don't want to be THAT girl walking around in wrinkly jeans):



Now, doing laundry is always an adventure, because like I said, I don't ever check my pockets so the bottom of the washing machine and the lint trap in the dryer generally yield some pretty interesting goodies. Today I found:

A piece of the electric wire fencing that we use around the farm in Tamworth. Note to self: those little tiny metal barbs that supposedly conduct the electricity stick to EVERYTHING.

Hey! Check it out, I'm $3 richer!

Thumb drive. Apparently soggy memory drives can still be read by your computer, who would have thunk it?

A spile from tapping Maple trees. Made in Canada no less. Isn't this great fun? I bet you always wanted to know what was in my pockets...

A few weeks back, I lost my jackknife. I must have borrowed by boss' one day and forgotten to, uh, give it back, 'cause this one is his. Funny, he was just telling me the other day how he managed to lose his jackknife just like I did. Oops.

Now for the icing on the cake:

Wait, wrong picture, that is Cora's fake fossil. I was wondering what was clunking around in the dryer...

TA-DA!

MY jackknife. I think I might have some explaining to do. I might also want to consider starting to check my pockets a little more frequently, but really, where would the fun be then???

Some Catchin' Up To Do

There really is no excuse for tardy blog posts, but gosh darn it, I am going to try my best!

I've been doing this:

Really, I talk to chickens ALL the time. Found it be quite therapeutic. You should try it some time.

And loving up on this:



And this:



And this:

Okay, so you get the point.

Then of course there is this:

Silly institution keeps me busier than Santa Claus on Christmas Eve. No joke.

Now that you have had a whirlwind update of my life in the last month (work, family, and school, which is really just more of the same). Keep an eye out for some new posts. Some fun updates are on their way!

Capstone Opening

I recently produced a series of photographs that will be exhibited in the NHTI spring senior Capstone Exhibition. Every Visual Arts student has the opportunity to produce their own body of work to be displayed in an open art show during their senior semester, and this semester was my turn! Details:



I produced a series of eight photographs, that were matted and framed to 20" x 24," which depicts the aging process from beginning to end. The entire project was a great experience, giving me the opportunity to see it through from conception to hanging it in the gallery.

So, if you're looking for something to do on Thursday night....swing through Concord and check it out. You won't be disappointed.

The Three Musketeers

These are my buddies. They're watching Reading Rainbow on my laptop. How cute is that???



With the school semester beginning to wrap up and the work responsibilities piling up, I'm not going to be seeing these three together as much as I have been.

Change is good sometimes.

Change is sad sometimes.

How's that for some deep philosophical thinking for ya???