This farm is lovely. Rolling hills and big trees with black cattle on the fields warms your heart through and through. For us, nothing much happens. The farmers do all the hard work. Ken and I just enjoy the beauty of the place. Right now, it is special because we have Kate and Mary Frances who love this place too, along with Don and Doreen, here for a second visit to enjoy the simple beauty of the place.
At home in Toronto, Don coughs when he first goes to bed but here in the clean country air, he never coughs. Ken is better too. The two of them, who both had a difficult winter with infections, out on the Gator trimming the bushes, makes Doreen and I laugh with glee. In truth, since we moved from Chevy Chase, this farm is a place that Ken and I don't really need. Neither of our children's families live within hailing distance and we can only be here Spring and Fall. If we were sensible we would sell. When we are here, we love it. Time will tell.
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