MILK

Good Friday Afternoon, friend!

My 'normal' writing time is during quiet/naptime around here. Today, there is not much quiet to work off of, so this will be brief.

I just got back from picking up our weekly order of milk. It occured to me to stick my camera in my purse and give you a little glimps of this new experience of mine.

Do not worry, while it might look a tad 'rustic', the milk comes from a reputable farm (the farm pictured below does not produce the milk, their brother's farm does and they transport it here). They also sell Free Range Eggs and cheese, both of which I purchase from here as well. It is a fun, healthy 'rural' treat that I am thankful to dip into!

Just leave the money in the box and check off your name! Not many 'honor system' places like this anymore, are there?















It's a dreary day out here today...but when I pulled in the driveway, I was encouraged to find signs of spring...this Pussywillow bush being one of them!
While I purchase my eggs at the farm now, I look forward to the day when these lovely little ladies do there thing and have nice white and brown eggs waiting for us.
There is a bit of a mystery however....
Remember that song from Seseme Street?

One of these things is not like the others,
One of these things just doesn't belong,
Can you tell which thing is not like the others
By the time I finish my song?


Take note to your far left. Long neck, no hair (oh, that I could say the same!!!).
I'm thinking they threw in our Thanksgiving turkey?
Any turkey breeders out there or other animal identifying specialist want to take a stab?


Like I said, time is short today,
but I thank YOU for the time you took to stop by the Coffee Cottage.
Really, it's quite kind of you.

PS. Auntie {Rose of} Sharon...I received and savored every word from the handwritten "comment" that I found alongside the bills in our post office box today. Thank you so. so. much!