This farm dog hangs out at the local feed store. She’s eyeing me carefully because I have her ball.

(Photo- Martha Browne)


Decorating Our Farmhouse

At long last I found an early 19th century male portrait for our dining room. He arrived last week with no identification. So my husband promptly came up with the name…. Phineas T. Hobbs. I haven’t been told what the ‘T’ stands for yet.

(Photo- Martha Browne)