Sunday, April 29, 2012

The Place I'd Call Home

Our niece Samantha brought her boyfriend to our house today for the first time. She'd asked a photographer to come and shoot pictures of her and her boyfriend here on the farm.
Jilda cooked up some new potatoes, corn on the cob, and baked chicken breast wrapped with lean strips of bacon.
Samantha hadn't planned on eating here, but once her boyfriend got a whiff if the stuff roasting in the oven, he was hooked. I doubt that crack cocaine has a stronger appeal than the aroma her cooking.
After we ate, the photographer showed up, and we headed back to meditation rock. The photographer took a ton of photos and afterwards, we all walked slowly back up toward the barn.
Our great nephew Jordan, Samantha's son, raced ahead of us to check the blueberry bushes for ripe berries. He found handfuls.
Samantha's boyfriend picked some of the sun-warmed berries, and popped them into his mouth. He closed his eyes and savored the taste of one of the best gifts Mother Nature has to offer.
We stopped for a while at the garden gate as he surveyed our property.  I love this place, he said.
I smiled, because I fell in love with this place the first time I ever set foot on it. I knew in my heart, that it was the place that I'd call home.


  1. What lovely images your story brings to mind. :)

  2. Anonymous10:18 PM

    Sounds like a fantastic place : )

  3. It sure makes you feel good to love where you live.
    No where better than coming home :)

  4. Your home sounds lovely. You have such a soothing way of telling a story. I really enjoy it. I would have loved to have some new potatoes and blueberries with you and your family as well. Thanks for taking me there. :) God bless, my friend.

  5. I like that there was an official photographer! :-)

    Yay for lovely Jordan and fresh berries off the bush! Take care

  6. Sounds heavenly.
    There is nothing like the familiar feeling of home, yours sounds perfect.

  7. Anonymous11:10 AM

    maybe this boyfriend is a keeper?!!! ;-)

  8. I'm in love with it and I've never been there! I'm jealous of the already fruit bearing bushes too! Sounds like a really delish day and good times with family. Hey, is that blueberry pie I smell?

  9. That was delicious and beautiful all at once - comfort food for the mind.


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