Prior to the last few days, we have been teased and tempted with bright sunshine and warm temperatures. After the long, dark, cold winter months, warmth draws us outside with delight and our bare skin yearns for the rays of the sun as we soak up goodness and feel our spirits rise.
My big girl and I took advantage of the lovely days and did a little exploring around our family farm. I have been surrounded my entire life by hard working people who love and work the land. Farming is difficult, laborious, and not for the faint hearted. There is no off season. I have watched my dad carry the burdens of it. It is a life he loves. It is a heritage for which I am thankful.
I have always loved growing up on a farm. I love wide open spaces, freedom to explore, and the peace of it all. I always wanted my children to grow up like I did. Roaming through fields, fishing in ponds, scooping tadpoles into jars and keeping them until they grew into frogs. I cherish it all...but I sometimes forget how dirty it can be. What is it about kids and mud? or dogs and mud?
No amount of begging could convince me that my girl needed to plow right through this mud hole. She was determined to try...but I had a little more control of her than I did the dog ;)
I just adore the old equipment and barns.
I love seeing life come back again...
But I am hanging on for warmer days ahead :)
Have a great week!