I celebrated my 43rd birthday this weekend with all of the things that matter most to me.
(Namely farm, family, nature, knitting, and copious amounts of good food.)
We even managed to tuck the farm up for a night and slip away to a nearby park with our old camper. Bliss! There were walks to take, frizbees, to catch, marshmallows to torch, and owl music to hear for one glorious overnight. Then we packed up in the morning and hustled back to the farm to check on our flock.
My kids made me some magical presents (kid made is best, don't you think?) and I felt so thankful to be raising kids who love to create as much as I do. And when we returned home I found that the magnolia tree that Pete gave me last year had burst into bloom for my birthday. What a perfect gift!
Wishing you all a wonderful start to your week.