“The ultimate goal of farming is not the growing of crops, but the cultivation and perfection of human beings.”

Masanobu Fukuoka, The One-Straw Revolution

Our Fourth

 Take nothing in life for granted, for there are no guarantees.  This is something that the past year has etched in my psyche.  Last July 4th, we stayed home - no picnics, no gatherings ... just a surreal sense of isolation.  

Contrast that with this year... and what a difference a year makes!

This past Saturday we had a summer celebration that will live in my memory forever.  We combined a Fourth of July picnic with a double birthday celebration.  Four generations of family (36 of us)... adopted family and extended family - in-laws and out-laws (ex's) came together to share a picnic meal, great conversation, and lots of laughs.  It was nothing short of wonderful.

Unfortunately, our out-of-state kids could not attend- but everyone local came for the day.

There were kids of all ages - and a fun gal gang that spent the day running wild and free - adventuring around the farm.

Griz tried his hardest to be in the midst of the party, but with his chronic upper respiratory infection, we decided not to risk him sneezing all over the tables - so he stayed closed up in the tack room during our meal.

Mama Bernadette was the favorite pass-around lap dog - seen here on my sweet Mama's lap.


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