Thursday, 7 August 2014
What was that? Having a farm would be fun? (I say to myself after a particularly hard day). Oh yes it is fun, if you like weeding gardens after you've worked all day, dirt in your face, your nails, toes and in your face. The smell of chicken poop in the morning, wearing rubber boots, showering twice a day, fending off coyotes and raccoons, mowing the lawn for hours and chopping wood for days. And then I reminded myself about the singing birds, the starry nights, the fresh food, the feeling of success after a hard days work. The clothes on the line, the peaceful nights, the happy kids, the exercise and the happy animals. And how could I begrudge a little hard work?