Homestead Gratitude #5

 As I sit here on this rainy morning sipping coffee and listening to a steady pitter patter on the roof, I glance out the window at the wooded areas that surround the property.  The barroness of winter has now turned into a blanket of almost neon green tender leaves that now surround us like a soft blanket.  Oh so close to all we need, yet in our own little oasis that has a simpler, slower feeling of a time long past.  I love the intimate feeling of being wrapped in my little homestead cocoon.