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On A Winter’s Day…

With soft snowflakes gently falling down around the trees and barns… it is easy to imagine life here on our farm 100, even 200 years in the past.  Time has a way of blurring and shifting on days like today.

As I walk out to my studios, thinking of the doll’s eyes I am going to paint and small bodies I am going to sew, I wonder… did Izannah think similar thoughts while walking through the snow on a winter’s day?..