May 7, 2008
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Random Thoughts
Last Sunday we were out in the fields walking. Ian needed to measure out ten acres so that he could start plowing this week. I came across this clump of wood violets. It made me start thinking and remembering. These are my favorite flowers. A little difficult for a suitor to go to a florist and order a dozen of for his lady love. But when Doug and I were first married and he was out in the field making fence he would take the time to carefully pick a small bunch and bring it home to me at lunch time each day during the spring while they lasted. They are very delicate and don’t last long once they have been picked. Like new and young love which is also delicate and does not last long unless it is tended to and cared for.
Now, I don’t often take picture of people from behind but I was observing each of my children and how they walked and comparing their walks to their aspirations in life. Ian is a farmer and always has been. Since he was a little boy and could express his wishes to us he has been a farmer and he has not flagged in that goal. He has that ground covering lope of the farmer when he walks too. He swings his arms and takes long steps and covers ground quickly and efficiently just like his father.
Now Matthew just kind of ambles along thoughtfully. He walks like an intellectual. He hasn’t said what he wants yet but it is definitely not farming. Mary-Kate has a nice easy considered walk. She aspires to being a veterinarian. Vets have to be able to think on their feet. All the vets that I know are very thoughtful and considering people. They are slow and plodding (in the best sense of the word). So is Mary-Kate.
Anyway we walked out through the plowed ground out to the pond to see how things were out there. Matthew opened up a plugged tile and we looked at the blueberry plants that we put in a few weeks ago. In a couple of years we will have blueberries on our own farm. Doug and I were scouting out a place to build our house. It is looking more and more like we are going to be building a house for ourselves and Ian will be having the home farm.
That will be a major adjustment to hand over our home of twenty five years to our son and move into a new home. It will also be a major adventure. We shall see. Everyone here is waiting on Doug to make the final decision.
Comments (2)
A neat glimpse into your family~
This post is great. It’s so adorable that your husband would bring home picked flowers! (I think they’re WAY better than store bought!)
RYC: I’ve been nursing that side so much, I feel like it should be a raisin by now, but I don’t think Maria is getting anything from it. When I pump, I can be on that thing for 20 minutes and maybe get an ounce for my troubles. Normally I can get eight ounces in about 10 minutes. It’s all very frustrating. I have a headache that won’t quit and I’m so behind on my housework. To boot, I think Maria is getting sick. She started with a fever yesterday afternoon. It’s like trying to keep everything in semi-working order with my arms cut off (and one working mammary). Thanks so much for the comment. It really helps to know you’re offering things up for me.