This week has defeated me.

I've got nothing left.

I went there. I cried all the tears. I scraped the bottom. It terrified me.

I hope to be back next week, one week before spring, with more hopeful tales of life on our farm. But until then you'll find me here, gathering my strength, reading chapters, sipping tea, knitting rows, and looking out the windows at the wind dancing through the tops of the trees in the forest.

Be kind to yourselves friends, and look after each other.

xx