A Few Days on the Farm

I traded staying at home with one restless hunter-beagle to stay with several Grands in the glorious sunshine of autumn. Barely out of the car, I was given a swatch of cloth for my pocket, a flowing black cape and beret with a feather.


“Be sure you tip it to the side, Grandma,” said one who knows.



Today after schoolwork and lunch were done, we headed out for a walk. The youngest wants to change her dress for another occasion—going outside. One of the older ones rakes leaves, and a whole trail of half-grown kittens and their mothers follow us everywhere we go.

DSCN6503The leaves crunch and crinkle under my boots. Some Grands are in the small orchard where they have a project going on. Grands yell and now and then a scream, but not to worry. It’s the joy of the day.

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Down the drive by the barn are some snorting pigs, baby chicks and the end of summer’s garden. It’s all hard work, taking care of a farm, several gardens, and a passel of children. And there are days when you’re spent from all of it.


Still, there is a deep satisfaction, an ancient reminder from the ages…when the first man and woman tended a new and splendid garden in the very beginning. It was lush and easy to manage with over abundance for man and animals shared together.

It was a garden with no thistles or stinging nettle; no ticks or plant rot. Death was not known in this place, only harmony.

Peace reigned in that old world for a while.

DSCN6511DSCN6506Walking back to the house I spied Chinese lanterns scattered out front, and kittens still underfoot. But there is still something of the peace that we know deep in our hearts; a reminder of what was once ours…and in time…will be again.












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