On Thanksgiving Day we had dinner at my sister-in-law's house. We got home just before the sun went down and took a drive thru the pasture to check our cows and just enjoy the last few minutes of daylight. It was such a nice late afternoon. So peaceful. And so pretty.
My camera just can't capture how beautiful it looked.
Some days I complain a little, O.K. a lot, about living out in the country. All the flies, living on a gravel road, how I would love to have pizza delivery. But truly, driving through the pasture, and enjoying the beauty of the trees and the sunset, I was so thankful that I don't live where the only trees are in a park. And where the sunset is blocked by buildings. Where you are constantly surrounded by cars and other people and there is no such thing as silence. I truly was thankful that God put me on a farm in Central Missouri.
I've been to the big city. Chicago, New York, San Francisco. All three beautiful cities in their own way. But very crowded, very noisy, very busy. At our farm the only crowds are hungry cows crowding around a hay bale on a snowy day. A noisy day is at weaning time when the mama cows are bawling 'cause they are separated from their babies. Busy, is a day when we have four heifers calving, all at the same time.
Living life here at Down On The Farm isn't always easy. It isn't always fun. It isn't always comfortable. But it really is a wonderful way of life. A blessed place to raise a family.
Pizza delivery is highly overrated anyway.