“Much of that old-time way of living and trading has recently died… but enough of it survives to remind me of how the world once worked.” – Gary Paul Nabhan, Coming Home To Eat
I haven’t blogged in a bit too long. I’ve been soaking up my time at home with less running about. We’ve been hard at work fencing in the front garden (it’s done!), hand turning the soil in the current beds, planning out what to do with the rest of the space! Dreaming of fruit trees and berries, but waiting for the right time. I have to keep reminding myself that the orchard is not yet leveled, so I can’t get carried away with trees and plants…
I also hit up the Clark County Home & Garden Idea Fair, where I came home with a few trays of new plants, mostly herbs. It’s always so exciting to enjoy the first plants of the season – I do have a bit of a hard time restraining myself from the first little black pots of the season (or anytime, for that matter!), too. So I don’t quite as much.
We had friends over yesterday for dinner. They have a little girl that’s about Kendra’s age that got to milk a goat, visit with the pigs, hold chickies, and wash some eggs.
Sometimes I forget how lucky we are, but when I saw the light in her eyes, it regenerated in me that immense excitement that comes with livin’ it up on a farm. Yep, it’s muddy, poopy, messy, and down right out-of-control sometimes, but our animals are happy, our plates full. We are blessed.
We go visit goats to get milk in the Spring and Summer and then have our suburban garden and chickens. Some children don’t have even that much. I think it’s really great to expose kids to farm animals and gardening and it makes for a better earth in the long run. 🙂