Warm, sunny days are starting to peek-a-boo and lure us out of our hiding places indoors. Spring is getting ready to make her debut as daffodils emerge, jackets are removed, and chickens kick it into high gear laying eggs. My heart feels at peace when I am outside. Just to see the sky, touch the grass, watch how the world around me is changing through wind, seasons, time... I feel closer to God when I spend time outside.
"What would be your perfect day?" In high school my youth group went around the circle answering that question, but I had no recollection of this event until someone recently reminded me of my answer. I had described my perfect day as one laying in the grass in the sun and eating pears. Well, add some chocolate in with those pears and it still describes my perfect day. I LOVE to lie in the grass on a cool day when the sun feels warm. Hearing my children's laughter is an extra bonus (though they don't usually let me lie there very long).
Today I got to play outside with Silas, Vera, Gandalf (the dog), and our chickens.
We fed the chickens, and Silas had fun trying to catch a few.
Then, I was busy with Vera and when I looked up to check on Silas, this is where I found him:
Sitting in the muddy chicken coop playing in the chicken water! He had already been playing in our fire pit (one of his new favorite play places) and was covered in ashes.
(This was a few days before when Silas was playing in the fire pit. He likes to pick up the big charred sticks and throw them in the pile.)
This kid is really something! He is my rough and tumble, go-getter, non-stop action, ball of fun. A nice afternoon bath washed away the chicken poop, mud, and ashes... all signs of a good time on the farm.
A glimpse of our time outside:
(no chickens were harmed in the making of this video)
Vera, the bubble catcher, is sporting some new cowgirl boots a neighbor kindly gave her. She LOVES her new boots and wants a cowgirl birthday party for when she turns 4 next month.
These simple moments, our typical day on the farm, are precious to me. I'll end with the quote written on the door to our house, "I'd rather be on my farm than be emperor of the world." - George Washington
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