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Broken Dreams

Yesterday we received a package from my cousin Brittany. She had packed it full of little clothes and big dreams tucked beside newborn diapers, little socks and shoes that belonged to my little cousin Carter.

My heart broke again as I imagined a different ending for that day back in September. I imagined Carter wearing the tiny boots in the little keep sake box.The little outfits on a growing little boy.

My heart breaks for those broken dreams. Why is it that the one who lost so much gave so much for a little one she has never met? My heart breaks for my own family and the broken dreams that lay in our hearts. My heart breaks for my eleven siblings I didn't get to grow up with. I was to little to understand when we lost them. All I knew that my mommy was crying and I didn't understand why.

But as I got older I understood. That one day I will get to meet all those siblings I always wanted. The ones I would cry for because there were only five of us around the dinner table. We …

How To Build A Chicken Hotel ~ With Mr. Cottage & The Rosevine Girls

Cheyenne- We had some unexpected visitors on our hands that kept getting into our aviary that Mr. Cottage built for the birds.


Here is a picture of our most unwelcome visitor inside of our chicken aviary after killing all of our bantam silkies.  We just felt like something was wrong and went down to the pen and this is what we found.  It was angry that we stopped it's meal.


We think that it got in by squeezing into the roofing.  It was so heart wrenching.  Mrs. Cottage and I rushed in and she held a stick like a baseball bat to protect her face and I went in behind her and got the door to the birds barn dug out (there were so many shavings that the door was stuck open) so there I am digging it out with my booted foot.  I was terrified.  Mrs. Cottage prayed a mile a minute but I got it done and all the rest of the birds into the barn with myself and Mrs. Cottage and we backed out the other barn door.  We were so scared.


Mr. Cottage and his boss stopped by and let the Buzzard out o…