Tuesday, June 1, 2010

THE BEST DAY EVER...

We'd been waiting for THIS.

Getting back to the farm was all I could dream about.
I'd like to say that I used my camera to capture it all, but I would be lying. I was so taken aback by having the opportunity to roam the farm; I wanted to be everywhere with everyone at the same time. I'm still enthralled by the entire experience, I don't know if I even have enough words to explain it all. (Yup, you know if I am speechless, it had to be an incredible experience.)
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On any given day if you sat down at my Grandma's table, there wouldn't be room enough for your own plate due to the amount of food and fixin's she would fill it with from edge to edge. back in the day, family would pile in, shifts would be arranged for men first, kids next, but I never quite remember the women ever really setting down at the table when the group was that large.I think Grandma and Papa would have been proud to see it all -- the table full, cars filling the yard, and family gathered (a new face, too).
And you'll have to believe me when I say the dessert table stretched for a mile with coconut cream, chocolate custard, lemon cake, and angel food...
The kids DID see what I once saw, just as I saw it @ ten years old, bare feet, wading my way across the creek to make it down that old gravel road.
Peggy had the "gator" out and ready to haul ALL SIZES into the back woods, into the fields, and up the creek bed. The kids didn't need tickets to board this ride - it was like time traveling through this farm that has been in our family since 1900. One could discover the old abandoned barns and homes that have been an integral part of the survival of this farm over the years.
If I have any ONE favorite picture from the ENTIRE day, this would be it:
I think my parents' expressions COMPLETELY show exactly how wonderful a time we ALL had - no DOUBT about it!
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My grandfather tended a dairy farm from the time he acquired it(in the 1940s from his parents), until he passed it on to his sons and grandson. Today, my cousin maintains the original farm and has expanded and improved upon it the same way his father and grandfather did before him. It now sits with more than 400+ acres and 121 head of cattle that are milked twice daily.
Brandan continued tradition to collect bumshell rocks (geodes) - just as I remember going out with my Mom and Grandpa on the back of his old red pickup truck...

For those of you who knew my grandpa well, you will see him "standing" in this picture below...


Oh, the things we saw, and touched, and did...
...and there were the ones who were curious about us too...
...and these faces...
...were NOT to be missed.


So many stories occurred on this day...I can hardly remember it all...
...but I am pretty sure they won't be forgotten anytime soon!
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And just as tradition is followed, we gathered up to leave the farm, and headed over to the cemetery to visit the ones we missed most at the gathering.
I am so thankful for this day.
We give gratitude to Darrell and Peggy for bringing us all back to the farm on this day, and allowing our children to know the wonderful world that my grandparents once gave to me and my cousins when we were small. There is nothing in the world grander than strolling the gravel roads and traveling alongside the creek beds as far as you are willing to venture. It was the best day ever.

2 comments:

Pam said...

:)

Love it...the pictures and your descriptions! I would love a place like this to gather together at, how wonderful for your kids to go back there!

Just think of when you guys head to Mexico...what awesome experiences for them!

I am voting on a mini for this day??!

Mrs. Weddle said...

your pictures are awsome. and the story they tell is priceless.
so wish i had all those memories from the family farms that i visited as a kid

im with pam ... mini for this. could probably use those wil templates for it too. :)