We had a great weekend at The Farm…Unfortunately our camp out/stargazing was rained out. But the periodic (and welcomed) rain showers didn’t keep us from exploring:
First we got a visit from Chuck who lovingly restores, and likes to share, his Model A fleet. He took us for a spin around the block, including one lap with me standing on the running board so I could retrieve a hubcap he lost on a turn…
We spent the rest of the afternoon on an adventure to The River:
…Looking for arrowheads in the bean field. I only found shards, and what appears to be the remains of a drill bit…
…Checking out the sandbar, which was as exposed as I’ve ever seen it. There was plenty of room for the lot of us as we lined up to skip stones across the river. We spotted a tiny toad (about the size of my pinkie nail). I also managed to capture a spotted frog. I’m sure that was a sight.
I saw the remnants of my great grandfather’s tree. Before a storm twisted it and threw half of it into the river a few years ago, I used to imagine him crawling up from the bank into the partially hallowed out trunk to hide away in this secret spot, where he’d be visible only to the fish and water fowl.
Lots of fun…too much to share in one post. Score one for The Rural Life since we didn’t really want to come home.
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