Wednesday, May 27, 2009

The Secret Life of Farm

I want a farm so bad. It's all I can think about some days. I'm not looking for a working farm. I want a city girl, chickens, a tractor I can manage and a horse. The slam of the screen door is what I long for...and the crow of a rooster instead of the robotic sound of my iphone in the a.m.
The desire has grown stronger since the kids pray for a farm every day. Last week Jett said, "Why can't we move to the house with the barn now?" Because God has to give it to us, I said. Jett's next question was, "Is He painting it or something?" Something like that, I told him.

Last night I finished The Secret Life of Bees. I realized why I can't stop thinking of a farm...this book is about that slow, simple life. For three weeks, I have read this book in my free time. My mind was landing on the simple life. My heart wants to follow suit.


amy said...

Well, you know my thoughts on this fellow farmgirl. Speaking jalepeno plant has more than 30 blooms on it waiting to become peppers. Woo hoo!

Stephanie Breuner said...

I am with you on that city girl farm thing. I felt the same way when I read Secret Life of Bees.

I just planted a 2x6 square foot garden. Everything has sprouted!

Next week the strawberries should be ripe here in the Pacific NW. I have it marked in my calendar to go pick a flat or two asap!

Danny said...

I will wear overalls all the time, 24-7.