Chirp, chirp, chirp was all he could hear
He knew that the time had to be drawing near
He could hear a lady saying, “Come-on, you can do it!”
I live in a dream. In the dream, I have found the love of my life.
This weekend we had our 30 year high school reunion. It was an amazing experience, reconnecting with old friends, making new friendships with people we really didn’t know and enjoying time reminiscing about old times. There is something so special about the Sylvan Hills class of 1989.
When we started this journey a year ago, we had lots of dreams and plans that would describe our future vision for Forevermost Farms.
I love how Facebook sends you memories. It makes me realize I post a lot of stuff. Sometimes, I am reminded that on a Tuesday a year ago we had a delicious dinner. Sometimes, I get a glimpse of where I was a year or two ago emotionally. Sometimes, I get to see how far we’ve come and sometimes I am reminded of how little things have changed. Today, my memory was our first morning coffee on the porch here at the farm. What a year it’s been for us. The Hummers are still here as they were last year; this crooked house is still full of love and hope. But my, how things have changed. We have chickens, goats, pigs, guineas, bees, rabbits, new dogs. Our house is pretty close to being finished. We built a giant flower bed and we have a garden.
There once was a rooster named Mary
To many, he seemed a bit scary