Christmas morning on the farm

My husband and I spent Christmas weekend at my parents’ farm in the foothills of the Appalachian Mountains and we woke up on Saturday morning to a white Christmas. After opening gifts and eating a huge (and most delicious) country breakfast, my Dad and I went for a walk around the farm, accompanied by his three dogs. It was silent, beautiful and nostalgic, and I wanted to share some of the images I captured along the way…

And as if it wasn’t already hard enough to leave, I woke up on Tuesday morning to this…