My high school cross country coach and his wife are two of my favorite people, and I haven't seen them in far too long, so when my mom asked if I wanted to ride out to their home with her on Tuesday evening to pick up some beef (and by "some" I mean 85 pounds), I jumped at the chance. Life on a farm feels so romantic to me sometimes, and there is nothing like catching up with Dr. Race over a glass of really good wine.
The scenery isn't too bad, either.
When the world feels dark and overwhelming, it's nice to have a place where things don't seem to change.
My heart goes out to Boston this week. Life should be joyful. We shouldn't have to be afraid at every turn.
I want to live in a place like that some day...
ReplyDeleteSuch a lovely place and beautiful pictures!
ReplyDeletewow beautiful reminds me of growing up
ReplyDeleteI agree about life on a farm. I so want to move to ireland and buy some sheep and pigs and cows. my BIL is a farmer...I would hire him to take care of all the messy details :).
ReplyDeleteHow lovely! (and 85 pounds!? Woah!)
ReplyDeleteThis is gorgeous! One day, I will have a blossom tree in my garden. And it's so lovely that you're still so close to your old coach! x
ReplyDeleteWhat a property! & I love hanging out with "authority figures" from my past - I swear, my high school teachers are some of the best friends I have now. Cherish them & all other loved ones in your life, especially in light of recent events!
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Lovely place and lovely pictures :)
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