Dear K,
Sunrise in Morocco over the Atlantic. If you look hard, you can almost see New York.
xoxo,
S
Dear S,
Eating in tonight. Parmesan mashed potatoes, spinach salad, and of course Sugar Creek Farm beef.
Love,
K
P.S. Matt bought me the wine. Not sure how to feel about that.
Dear S,
Wild turkeys in a field. It’s so cold, I hope they’re finding something to eat under the snow. Wishing you safe travels home!
Love,
K
Dear K,
One last night of cooking in Morocco with my new family. I will miss them!
xoxo,
S
Dear K,
Hangin’ out at the royal stables, Meknes, Moroccan style. Wish you were here.
xoxo,
S
Dear S,
Had us a good old-fashioned blizzard today. This is heading north out of Osage. It got a little scary before it was all over.
Love,
K
Dear K,
Moroccan guest chef in da house. I actually cooked something!! By which I mean, of course, that I rolled the meat into little meatballs for the sauce.
xoxo,
S
Dear S,
As you can see, the cold never bothered him anyway.
Love,
K
Dear K,
Roast beef, carrots and potatoes Moroccan style! Just like home.
xoxo,
S
Dear S,
Somehow new snow makes the sky seem bluer.
Love,
K
Dear K,
This is a street in Fez whispering, Susan, time to go on a diet!
xoxo,
S
Dear S,
And “snow” it begins. Sorry, feeling corny today.
Love,
K
Dear K,
New York is looking an awful lot like Morocco today. #nycgateway
xoxo,
S
Dear S,
30 below windchill today. You can tell it’s colder because Rafe has added a stocking hat to his usual ensemble. What are you gonna do. #iowaboys
Love,
K
Dear S,
Time to stock up on hay for the calves. Winter’s here!
Love,
K
Dear K,
If you look hard, you can almost see the light of the new year.
xoxo,
S
Dear S,
It’s Friday night. You know what that means. High school wrestling under the chicken light.
Love,
K
Dear K,
New Year, check. New York, check. Just waking up at 9 p.m., check.
xoxo,
S
Ps. Tree still up, check.
Dear S,
Started 2015 with all my favorite things… family, snacks, board games, and music.
Love,
K