Here I am spending a few days at the parents’ farm while they’re away. Everything is oozing nostalgia. It’s really a wonderful place, full of a 1000-tree apple orchard plus cherry trees, blueberry bushes, strawberries, raspberries, and tomatoes galore. How they do all this while working full-time, I’ll never know.. but I’m pretty sure they’re way beyond wanting to retire.
I’ll take my house with neat little yard big enough for a dog and kids and maybe a little patch of garden, thank you very much. None of this farming business. It’s nice to visit, but I’m far too aware of the hours of work that go into it.
There are old signs in need of repainting,
Beautiful wood beamed ceilings,
Loads of oh-so-friendly nettles,
Rustic barn doors…
This is our prized giant arbutus tree in the middle of the orchard. My mom dug her heels in when my dad wanted to chop it down along with the rest of the woods that became our orchard.
Random equipment lying around…
And some beautiful roses to enjoy with your afternoon snack.
On the menu tonight: Some roasted red pepper pasta with chargrilled chicken. Yum!
I looooove that ceiling! *sigh*
Such a lovely place :)