Tuesday, April 12, 2011

Moving the farm


moving the farm

In a little while, my family will be pulling up stakes, loading everything into a big red stock trailer and moving the farm.

the goats, the chickens, the horses, the dogs, the cats, and the 3 of us...

moving. not quite 5 miles.

to a beautiful, secluded little place down a quiet dead end road. a place with flowers, and birds but no grackles, cattle grazing on green pastures, tall trees....


actually we hope it looks like this soon. But it will take some work on our part, and the good Lord's blessing.

This is my husbands parents place, and a year ago, it looked as I describe it. They have made that place beautiful. They planted flowers and trees. Raised vegetables. Nice yard. And they built it all up from scratch. Hard work. Nice screen porch on the house. Beautiful place.

But mother nature hasn't cooperated. We are in the worst drought in 44 years. The farm soil has dried up, and the 50+ mph winds are carrying it where ever it blows. Dirt is piling up like brown snowdrifts around the place. blowdirt we call it around here. A very fine dirt, almost like talcum powder. It piles up in the yard, it gets in the house, it gets everywhere.

They are moving to town, and we are moving into the place, in hopes that someday soon the weather changes. It will. Even the dust bowl ended. How much longer will this one last? Only time will tell. (although the national weather service isn't giving much hope for the near future)

For now I will thank my Mother and Father-in-law, and the Good Lord, for the opportunity to live at that beautiful place.... and pray for rain.