Once upon a time there was a family that came to Spirit Hill Farm. There was a mother and a father and a daughter and a son and a grandmother and a grandfather.
This family loved food and hot tubs and beauty and each other.
This family radiated kindness and intelligence and curiosity.
The younger daughter spent a lot of time in the kitchen, making magic. I wrote a blog post about her a few months ago because her chocolate chip cookies were the best I’d ever had. We made them the official cookie of Spirit Hill.
During her most recent visit she not only made the cookies again, but she also made peanut butter fudge! She shared both things with me and I discovered the most efficient and pleasurable way to eat as many and as much at once as possible was to smoosh the fudge between two cookies.
The grandfather, who was also a father of course, (and also a son but that’s another story), was busy taking pictures while his granddaughter cooked. He is a man so full of love that it spills into whatever he sees. He photographs these things and then goes home and paints what catches his eye.
Luckily for us, the porch at Spirit Hill caught his eye.
Look at this gorgeous card he sent us!! This painting, which is shown here as a card, catches the spirit of Spirit Hill Farm which has to do with beauty and peace and space.
I wanted to take this opportunity to say thank you to this family for making me both fatter and happier.
Come back soon.
Painting by James Peterson