Missing Willow Farm

Honey from this year’s harvest heated with lemon slices, cinnamon sticks and cloves then processed in a hot water bath.  Can’t wait to try this in a cup of tea!

Our  turkeys are getting big.  We started with four, in hopes of ending up with at least two for the holidays.  So far so good.

Lobster, shrimp and bleu cheese mashed potatoes, fresh berries, champagne and cranberry juice… and that’s breakfast!  Our 25th anniversary was last week.  Happy anniversary to my sweetheart!

Bindi enjoys helping with the laundry.   She’s particularly good at folding.

Our sheep often run to me for protection during herding practice.  It’s both fun and scary at the same time to have a herd of sheep charge you at full speed.  And as you can see, cute little lambs sometimes don’t grow up into cute sheep.

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Jessica tries to give Jack a kiss as he cools off after a run.  Jack plays hard to get.

We often find deer asleep in our front yard down by the pond if we’re out and about after dark.  This morning, one of the fawns that lives in our woods was lingering down by the pond underneath one of our maple trees.  Just lovely.

Jack takes his favorite spot in our Mule.  Milos, Jessica and Mina look wonder when their burn behind the wheel will come.

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Our girls surprised us with an early 25th anniversary present last week.  They gave us VIP tickets to the Asheville Food and Wine Festival!  They searched around for things within driving distance that they thought we’d enjoy and gave us a complete itinerary for the weekend. We had time before the festival opened to do an art gallery stroll and hit a few amazing antique and craft shops.  Our tickets got us in 90 minutes before general admission to sample awesome wines and food from 300 different vendors.  They got us a ‘skyview’ room just 4 blocks from the festival and sent us to the NC arboretum the next morning to see their Wicked Plants exhibit.  On our way back home we had breakfast at the farmer’s market.  We had an amazing time that we’ll never forget!

Our sheep run into the barn when they think our border collie Jack isn’t looking.  Can’t chase us if you can’t find us.