Down On The Farm

My Daily Question: Have I seen the hand of God reaching out to touch us today?

My husband took a “men only” trip out of cell-phone range to the Boundary Waters Canoe Area. Instead of sulking lonesomely around the house, checking my empty email inbox or waiting for the phone to ring, my kids and I headed south to Missouri for a week of relaxing, playing, working, and pondering—over everything and nothing at all—with my parents on their farm.

I didn’t grow up on a farm; I was a suburban girl. But my parents both did and when their nest emptied, they moved to a 250-acre farm in western Missouri. My mom says it is to keep them active as they age. And they are! My dad says it is to give their grandchildren a place to work. And they do!

He had them pulling weeds within an hour of greeting us the morning after our arrival. They survived the hardest job, which was weeding two long rows of asparagus, and then he taught the two older ones how to mow some of the 10 acres of lawn with the big and little John Deere tractors.

Despite the chigger bites, the coyote howls, and the fact that I didn’t grow up in this home, the farm fits me comfortably. I don’t expect a vacation when I go, but my stress levels go down more than if it was a trip somewhere far away. I told my husband I had some things to figure out while I was gone. He said, You need to relax while you’re gone.

So we did.

We ate tubs of fresh strawberries on cereal, waffles, and ice cream and right off the stem before they were even washed. We read piles of books and put together puzzles during the heat of the day. We canoed and rowed and fished. My son bankrupted me in Monopoly while my youngest daughter counted all the money in the game box. We napped in the hammock and ate popsicles on the porch. We caught fireflies and enflamed strawberry marshmallows over a bonfire down by the lake. We hiked in the forest, swam in the spa and chased fireflies in the fields. And just sat and listened.

A little work and a little play made us all sleep well at the end of the day.

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2 Comments

  1. Minna Dyer
    Jun 19, 2008

    It sounds wonderful.
    I’m glad you could get away and have such a great experience with your family.

  2. Julie
    Jun 20, 2008

    Wow… the stuff dreams are made of! I think that sounds like an absolutely wonderful vacation!! What a nice way to relax with your family.

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