This week started off with a bang as the small herd of large cattle we have broke through their fence and made it half way to town before we were notified by the sheriff! Oh, dear! We had to bring the big cows to the small pasture, closer to the house and take the baby cows to the pasture that holds the medium sized cows. We were planning on doing all of this anyway. We just thought it would be another week or two, ha! Our son went with the men and learned all about mending fences. Everything was going well and was mending up fine, until Uncle Johnny accidentally sent a tree through said fence. It was a cherry tree that was about to fall down anyway so Uncle Johnny tried to cut it down…but accidentally caused it to fall back on the fence.
Archives for May 2016
Before our son became the voracious reader that he is today, he was anxious and easily frustrated with each attempt to read. We had a little boy with big ideas that could understand complexities far beyond his years. He knew the sounds that the letters made, but he struggled with letter combinations, blends and sight words. Learning to read is like learning to run. A baby doesn’t just jump up one day and run across the room. Well, I suppose there may be a few exceptions….but generally there’s loads of single steps and loads of falling long before any walking happens. Running comes last. Our son wasn’t interested in the mundane tasks of learning to walk. He wanted to run!
Welcome to our week in review! We have been living on my sisters farm now for over a month and I think we are finally starting to find our rhythm! Farm life has so much to offer our children as they connect with nature and the animals all around them.
As many of you know our family moved to my sisters farm in East Tennessee in April. You can see how our first two weeks, of adjusting to farm life, went here and here. This move has been such a blessing for our family, but it has also taken some getting used to. Life on the farm is very different from the hustle and bustle of Atlanta! Beekeeping, for example, isn’t something that we saw much of…if any…in our old town. I’m sure it was there. We just didn’t know anyone that did it. Here on the farm uncle Joe and his uncle Johnny have honey bees! They have taken our son, Gabriel, and I under their wing and are teaching us everything they know.
Spring is here! The sweet smell of apple blossoms fill the air and I find it is the perfect time to start gardening with the children. Since moving to my sisters farm it seems the children have taken a wonderful interest in how plants grow. Perhaps it is because their uncle has been plowing the fields, perhaps it is because I keep pointing out all of the fruit trees in bloom, or perhaps they are getting excited about growing their own food. Whatever the reason I feel now is the perfect time to start gardening with them.