Sophie looks longingly out the window towards the road that takes us on our long walks together. She knows there is no way she can get me out today for a walk. The wind is roaring outside and the dirt is thick and heavy in the air. 
I won't even let the chickens out of their pen to walk the grounds today. The wind would blow every feather off.....enough for the farmer's wife... miles down the road to gather and make a nice pillow with! We can't have that...now can we? {: Today they will stay in the shelter of the hen house until a better day comes to roam. So...what's there to do on a day like this? 
Abbey, who loves to sleep on her back, thinks it is the best day for a long nap. 
Salem, who spends his days roaming outside has agreed with her and settles in for the day. 
Max......well, Max always thinks a day is for sleeping. He doesn't even know about the wind outside. 
Don't you think everyone should sleep this well? 
Boo has found her comfy spot and is just about to close her eyes.....if I would just stop taking pictures. But she is smiling for me.
Sophie sighs a deep sigh, glances at me while I sew, and lays down her head. .....If you can't beat em, join em!
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