doesn't every orchard need an outhouse?

This double seater (yes, you read that right) was brought to our

farm's orchard from the Thompson Valley Cemetary.  It took 

about 6 people to load & move it.  It took one tornado to pick

it up and set it back down in a new spot in the orchard several 

years ago.  And that is where it now lives...storage for our 

apple picking and bird feeding supplies.

Today it got a new goose weathervane and some cleaning up.

had to be mine

I have this thing for hearts.  I also have this thing for charm.

Oh, and did I say that I have this thing for vintage sweetness?

Combine them all in an antique chocolate mold...mine, all mine!

💚💙

Never underestimate a barncat...

Meet my Lucy Lily...she is my girl. Adopted in 2015 from the 

Eau Claire County Humane Society...she was part of a litter born 

to a feral momma. She has touched my life in more ways then I can 

ever count. Such is the case with every animal that has entered our 

lives, but on this early June day....in particular, I want to testify to how 

the feral cat population should never be underestimated. Our first barncat, 

Hope, found her way to our farm about 10 years ago in the fall, a feral cat. 

It took most of the winter to earn her trust. Over the years she has blessed 

our lives with 25 kittens...one that now lives in Seattle with my Ian and 

5 that still tend to their barncat duties with our Hope. And then there is 

Midnight, Patches...and the other feral cats that ultimately found solace 

& a home at Meadowview Farm. We have taken the responsibility of their 

care seriously (they could name a wing of the Osseo-Augusta Vet Clinic 

after us)! Tomorrow is my birthday...and I plan to donate to our Humane 

Society on behalf of the feral cats. They are often misunderstood, but 

when we honor them with our trust, remarkable things happen.  💚