We have just spent a lovely weekend away at my cousin's farm.
Seven adults, thirteen children (ages 1-13), a bonfire, a hearty beef casserole, homemade bread and marshmallows. With the little ones tucked into bed we sat cosy by the fire until the wee hours of the morning. I think we might have started a tradition here.
During the day, we helped to plant seeds in her new vegetable garden, talked about preserving and craft and drank endless cups of tea and coffee.
Another great weekend at the farm, made possible by my amazing cousin who makes having a houseful of people for the weekend look so effortless. This is something that she inherited from our Nana, unfortunately a trait I missed out on.
Did I tell you about the homemade quince paste we ate with our wine and cheese? the trays of home baked slices and cakes we ate with our coffee on both days? or that she made the freshly baked bread in between planting seeds and collecting eggs. Oh, and I must not forget about the homemade baileys we drank by the fire. And... she has five children.
Didn't I tell you, this girl is amazing!
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