A farm is good medicine - the perfect elixir to soothe the soul.
On the best of days it is a tincture of the purest ingredients: one part tranquility, two parts nature with a liberal sprinkling of magic and hope.
It's not a life for everyone, for it requires a constitution of grit, perseverance, and resilience; not to mention a whole lot of physical labor. But the rewards are more than you could imagine.
There are days, thankfully rare days, where calamity reigns. But then there are those days when everything is as it should be- when all is right in this little corner of the world- and I feel the deepest sense of satisfaction imaginable.
As I've said so often: we cannot truly enjoy the calm and quiet days if we don't also experience the storms. Good and bad come hand in hand. This is life.
And so it is, here on the farm. We ride out the storm that Sunday brought to us and emerge in dazzling sunshine by Tuesday... and if you have been following along with our story, you know that it is not the weather about which I am referring.
There are days when I choose to go out for chores by myself... to completely immerse myself in the world of my animals. I spend a little extra time...