Life In The Country

Yesterday I picked up my first co-op order of meats, veggies and fruits. On Tuesday, I picked up the raw cheese, 2 dozen eggs with the bloom still intact so I can leave them in a basket on my counter, and a gallon of milk straight from the dairy.

As you can imagine, the memories came flooding in. I have really missed the eggs my Dad would bring in from the chicken coop and the fresh veggies from the garden.   I miss seeing my mom cutting up the beets and cutting off the beet greens and cooking both to go with a meal. I miss shucking the corn with them and putting it in a pot of boiling water to cook.  I miss the milk deliveries to our front door. I miss picking berries by the railroad tracks, I miss picking wildflowers. I miss crabbing on the weekends. I miss helping my dad in his garden and helping my mom in the kitchen.  I miss doing those things with them and my siblings and, because of them, I will continue to do those things here with my family.

Last night, we spent the evening visiting with neighbors until it was completely dark outside. It was an impromptu meet up as they were out walking their dogs and stopped in for a visit.

I really think that everyone needs a dose of the country now and then to balance out their lives. The fresh air, the lake breeze, the starry skies, friendly people who go out of their way to help or visit, and the fresh food and quite nights on the patio. It’s so good for the soul.

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