Oct 08, 2010
posted in Becca's life with 5 Comments

The Deanna Rose Farmstead is magic to me.  I remember going as a kid, seeing the magical peacocks, and trekking into the deep dark woods of the walking trail.  The only difference going as a mom is that things have lost their large-ness, and a bit of their mystery (yes, that’s right, those deep dark woods are actually in the middle of suburbia).  But this place is still magic.  Char and I went together for the fist time last week.

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lamb-ee also got a makeover that day…it was a big day

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