Someday this view will return. We’re still surrounded by a think mass of smoke. I miss the sight of this beautiful valley. Praying for relief soon. To breathe fresh air again. Oh how we miss it! As we pray for rain, another part of our country prays for the rain to stop. In the midst of it all, the created prays to The Creator. In the meantime, The White Barn Farm fam are staying tucked inside and remaining hope-filled. Take courage, find joy in the simple, aaaand drink some coffee. I’ve been trying to shift my mind to imagine the smoke is merely just a stormy fall day. Cozy up with a hot cup of jo and life gets a bit better for a moment. Happy Farmhouse Friday my friends!