Every week in the newsletter I tell you how crazy busy we have been and all the work we have accomplished or are trying to get accomplished. And it is always busy. Often it is frantic and frenzied. But I wouldn’t want you to think that we do not take the time to enjoy the beauty around us.
Having a toddler helps me take time to stop and smell the roses
. Flowers might not be his thing but he is fascinated by the leaves on the trees. Tall grass stalks heavy with seeds are a source of endless delight. Cooper enjoys watching birds from his dad’s lap. Everything is new to him, and we get to see it through his eyes. He is eager to help out and takes his job of feeding the dogs and collecting eggs with his Grammy very seriously. Seeing us wash vegetables, he is eager to wash things in his own wash tub as well.
We have long days of hard work that pile up back to back in a seemingly endless stream. But we also get to spend a good part of each and every one of those days outdoors. Rain or shine, hot or cold. For me, it provides a real
feeling of being part of the natural world. Some days are full of hard physical work. There is a certain pleasure in the tired muscles of an exhausting day. It is a lifestyle of compromises, but what life isn’t? Sometimes if feels like the farm has its roots in me a little too deep. I can’t possibly tear myself away. But then again, there is no where else I’d rather be then here among the crickets and the bullfrogs, the turkey vultures that have decided to nest in our pasture, and the woodcocks flapping low over the field.
