Snow Day at Ocoee Farm

Are we at Ocoee Farm or are we in the English countryside?

That’s how it felt the other day when we packed everything (and everyone) up, loaded the car, and drove out to the farm to spend the night at the tiny house. We knew there was snow coming, we just weren’t sure how much, so color us pleasantly surprised when it started snowing and then it didn’t stop.

I could be wrong, but I’m almost 100% sure this was our first official snow day at Ocoee Farm. It feels like a completely different world out there when it’s blanketed in sheets of white. The tops of the trees disappeared into the ombre grey sky, making them look much taller than they actually are. It was haunting and foreboding and absolutely beautiful, in a very Girl with the Dragon Tattoo kind of way. Have you ever seen that movie? One of my favorites to watch this time of year and absolutely the vibe of the farm in the snow.

The kids were ecstatic over the snow, so we bundled them up and set out for a walk around the farm. Allan, 6, was obsessed with eating the snow, no matter what it looked like, which, like…yikes. We warned him of the dangers of eating any color other than white, but he wouldn’t hear of it. Once his mind is made up about something, there’s almost no changing it. So, he may or may not have eaten discolored snow that day. Who can say?

When we weren’t outside playing and roaming, we were tucked away inside the tiny house watching movies, drinking coffee and eating a delicious chicken tortilla soup that PJ made. It was the perfect cozy winter day that I look forward to all year long. If only we could have more days like this in Tennessee.

We made the long trek up to the tallest hill on the farm, the one behind PJ in that photo above; the one where you can see the entire farm and the hills and valleys that make you feel like you’re in Europe. It’s one of our favorite spots on the farm, and every time we walk up that never-ending hill, it feels like we’re seeing the whole place with new eyes.

I hope that view never gets old to us.

By the third day, the temperature had risen and the snow had begun to melt. By then we were all home anyway, safe in our house and counting down the days until we can head back to the farm and play in the snow once again.