Through (other peoples) Rose Colored Glasses




The Morning Glory: An invasive weed or the foundation of a beautiful garden ?

 This evening a wonderful thing happened. We got to see our farm through someone else's eyes. Its amazing when it happens and seems to always happen when we need it most.

A young family, mom, dad and three kids almost exactly the same age as our own GK's came for a farm tour this afternoon. They live on the north side of Chicago and drove 2  1/2 hours to see us. The youngest, a girl, was immediately taken in by the sounds and smells that make up our farm. Without hesitation she befriended our huge dog, walked up to calves for a good look and asked numerous questions about the flight patterns and eating habits of our ducks.

The parents were equally inquisitive about the raising of our animals, and were as amazed to see baby pigs running freely across our pastures as were their offspring. The middle brother held 4 day old chicks as gently and with as much awe as if if were holding a precious glass figurine worth millions.

They admired our large mama hog in her mud puddle as well as her lover boy mate frothing at the mouth since it was that time of the season. Each of the kids collected as many wayward peacock and chicken feathers as they could find gazing on them as impressive art instead of just the same old feathers we walk over every day

And if all that was not enough they purchased a large amount of meat from our store and ordered a 1/4 beef for the future. Then they thanked us for all the hard work we do. Its folks like that which make it so much easier to get up in the morning and do it all over again.

Many thanks to the M. family. You have no idea how much your visit meant to US.