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Last night the ice began to fall in Olga and continued well past bedtime. This morning we awoke to several crisp and fluffy inches of snow. The shepherds were rolling in it and savoring every last snowflake they were allowed ...

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Same old weather, nice one day, frigid the next, it is the Ozarks after all. The farm is settled in for it’s long winters nap, all is silent in appearance to the outside observer. Inside the battles are raging. North ...

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Do we dare to believe that the harshness of winter might be behind us? Probably not, but one might begin to believe it with all of the beautiful days we’ve been having. I’m not sure how the days are passing ...

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The sun is slowly rising here in Olga. The land is quiet while a gentle rain falls, washing the earth while we snuggle in front of the warm fire. The Christmas tree twinkles and adds to the golden glow of ...

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We have an exciting new addition to Olga! For those who know me well, no, it isn’t any critter. We have a new Munch-N-Go Express concession trailer located on Highway Z right here in Olga, next to Kindall Store. They ...

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I truly love heating with wood. This is what I remind myself of every time I am gathering kindling in the sharp wind, sweeping up the wood mess and continually dusting everything from the wood ash. Winter time seems to ...

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The wind is crisp, the leaves have become brittle and the air is filled with the cozy scent of wood smoke. This week has truly marked the changing of the seasons. The laundry out on the line flaps crazily in ...

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The trees have really out done themselves this week, blazing autumn colors across the hillsides, opening to emerald green pastures courtesy of all the rain we have had. The front porch and the forest floor is getting buried with leaves ...

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It has been a quiet week in Olga. Cool mornings, warm afternoons and the trees are in full color, covering these Ozark ridges. Clouds of mist rise up through the thick stands of trees from hidden creeks deep within these ...

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There is nothing like the sound of rain on a tin roof. I’m not exactly sure if it’s tin, but metal of some kind. We were really on a roll last week, clearing brush (with no help from the cows), ...

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