Quite regularly, someone seems to say to me “Oh but doesn’t that farm and all those animals really tie you down?”
Why yes, yes they do.
They tie me to starting my day when the sun rises and ending it well after the sun sets…but it means I always get to see them both.
They tie me to the rhythm of the seasons…the might of the winter blizzard, the first spring breeze carrying the scent of rain, the towering glory of a summer thunderhead and the fall of leaves from the poplar trees.
They tie me to concentrating on the chores that need to be done right now…not the regrets of yesterday nor the worries for tomorrow.
This farm and all these animals keep me tied down to earth when the rest of of the universe tries to flip me upside down.
And so I would much rather be tied down here than set adrift in the tumultuous sea I see so many others in. I find this mooring rather to my liking.
—If you’ve read this on the interwebs before, it did in fact originate right here waaay back in 2016, almost to the day. It’s so crazy to see it pop up in all sorts of random places four years later. 😜 Just today a fairly new internet friend shared it on her farm page!
Four years I find my old words truer than ever. 2020 is proving to be a challenging year both personally and professionally and it’s this farm that keeps me anchored each day. I wouldn’t trade it for the world.