PEACE-that was the other name for HOME. ~Kathleen Norris~
Happy New Year my friends. A current post has long been overdue. We here at Dog Trot Farm enjoyed the holiday as best as anyone can when confronted with the sudden death of a loved one. A shadow was cast on that cold December day, however we are given strength with the memories of loved ones lost....
It seems to me that after two months of hustle and bustle.... meaning November and December.... and the fanfare of January 1st, we succumb to a stand still.... and don't quite know what to do with ourselves. The shopping, the wrapping, the baking which had taken over our lives is complete....done....well, finished for another year anyway....
The Christmas tree which once shined so brightly is now relegated to the backyard being put to good use by our feathered friends. Speaking of feathered friends, my girls are not at all happy with this cold frigid Maine weather....you would think I was to blame for this cold snap....no morning greeting for me, just a mad dash to their breakfast of warm oatmeal and raisins. Their egg production has dropped of dramatically and feather loss is at a premium....however their heat lamp is burning brightly and a promise to my girls of not posting photos has been kept. I hope you all had a wonderful holiday and I offer my Best Wishes for the New Year....until tomorrow....Julie
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Happy New Year my friends. A current post has long been overdue. We here at Dog Trot Farm enjoyed the holiday as best as anyone can when confronted with the sudden death of a loved one. A shadow was cast on that cold December day, however we are given strength with the memories of loved ones lost....
It seems to me that after two months of hustle and bustle.... meaning November and December.... and the fanfare of January 1st, we succumb to a stand still.... and don't quite know what to do with ourselves. The shopping, the wrapping, the baking which had taken over our lives is complete....done....well, finished for another year anyway.... 
The Christmas tree which once shined so brightly is now relegated to the backyard being put to good use by our feathered friends. Speaking of feathered friends, my girls are not at all happy with this cold frigid Maine weather....you would think I was to blame for this cold snap....no morning greeting for me, just a mad dash to their breakfast of warm oatmeal and raisins. Their egg production has dropped of dramatically and feather loss is at a premium....however their heat lamp is burning brightly and a promise to my girls of not posting photos has been kept. I hope you all had a wonderful holiday and I offer my Best Wishes for the New Year....until tomorrow....Julie 