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making the most....

...of our indian summer! hubby has been busy fixing up the chicken coop and painting all of our doors (anyone wanna guess what color they are now?). that resulted in a rather large burn pile. knowing that today was the last day of sunshine, warmth and low winds he mentioned we needed to set it a fire. chicken boy (the nickname my son would like to be known as on this here blog) asked if we could roast some hot dogs. sure, why not? do we need to always eat a healthy dinner? so, i loaded up a tray with hot dogs, chips, bread, pickles, peaches, ketchup and mustard and headed out of doors for dinner by the fire.


i love this girl....i mean seriously, how can you resist that big grin!


and these boys - so glad they are mine! the big fire had burned down, so we had to build a bit of new one to roast by.


here is our fine dining experience....amazing huh? they tell me these are the memories they remember and i'm so glad we can make them together.


and this one...just because i absolutely love her sense of style! dress, tights, cowboy boots....she spent most of the evening running around outside listening to her ipod.

so thankful for these days we've had.....we burned leaves tonight and listened to the corn rustle in the wind and i said to my hubby "this is why you moved me to the country!"




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Rhonda Garner said…
So enjoyed your pictures. Living in the country is worth every minute you are there. Cherish this time with your children because it will be gone in a blink of an eye. And FYI, never hang a horse shoe facing down..it brings bad luck, always hang it up, like a U. And it
Rhonda Garner said…
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