A Trip to a Farm
My husband and I recently had the pleasure of touring a family owned organic farm. The day was sunny and warm and the bees were buzzing happily. We spent some time just sitting and visiting. Children were playing in the pond and roaming the land, enjoying their Saturday afternoon. The baby chickens were squeaking and chirping and the hen protested loudly for several minutes after the farmer took the eggs she was sitting on. Feral pigs saw us coming and snorted and grunted and ran off into the woods. And the vegetables! So much growing in the greenhouses and out in the gardens, so much to harvest already and much more to come as the weather heats up. Surrounded by many acres of land and forest and lovely old oaks that welcomed us with open arms as we drove up the driveway, the farm was a peaceful place. I felt my spirit grow quiet and still. But even more peaceful and restful, were the farmer and his wife. Yes, restful, even though we all know that farming families don't get muc...