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Snow Day

We are in the middle of a blizzard here.

The moisture is much needed but the freezing rain and snow makes calving far more difficult. I'm crossing my fingers and praying those cow Mommas will cross their legs today and keep those babies in till the storm passes.

Our little town has pretty much shut down, rumor has it even McDonalds isn't open today. So I thought I'd share some links from around the web to keep you for boredom and insanity on a snow day.

Beautiful motherhood story

Models transform with makeup

Soulmates

This is delicious

Beautiful mother/daughter photos

And a couple of my favorite blogs that I highly recommend checking out...

Flower Patch Farmgirl

Cup of Jo

Keeping It Cozy

Have a lovely day!

P.S. I could totally handle being snowed in here.

 

P.P.S. Did you see it? Did you see it? I finally have a Pin It button for all of you!

If you don't see it here, click on the individual article you want to Pin and it'll be there. I promise.

I set it up that way so that when you pin something it will take you to that exact article, not my homepage.

This is the tutorial I used, it was very helpful!

Thanks again for stopping by.

 

 

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