This past week my parents came from Texas to spend some time on the farm and although the trip was short, my heart is filled with family love once again. Living so far away isn’t easy, but it makes the time we have together a little sweeter.
And by sweeter I mean we killed chickens…
We also picked chokecherries, did farm work, laughed, cried, collected eggs, wrangled pitbulls, cooked delicious food and fought hawks with our bare hands (okay, that was only my Dad).
All in all a fabulous week, don’t you think?
Saying goodbye is never easy, but as I fly closer to my mountains and friends in Alaska for the next ten days, I am grateful to be such a lucky farm girl.
Adventure bound and loving it.