I visited my grandparents this weekend at a family reunion. Over fifty cousins and relatives were present. I've written about
my grandparents' farm before, but it truly is a favorite place of mine. I enjoyed my brief visit this weekend, although the drive back and forth over two days was rough (four hours Saturday and Sunday).
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A view of the house from the hill. They've lived in this house since 1951.
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The fish pond, just up the hill from the house, has catfish and carp. The water is pretty low this year. There is a pier that sometimes disappears, during a good rainy year.
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The garden, full of squash, corn, bell peppers, onions, beans, potatoes, tomatoes and other miscellaneous items, depending on the year, and my grandparents' energy level.
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My sister and I helped my grandparents' pick some goodies yesterday morning. I brought home a jackpot of veggies!
Also, as I've mentioned previously, my aunt and uncle breed border collies, and there is a new litter of two week-old puppies.
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My cousin Lauren enjoyed holding them with me. They sort of look like guinea pigs at this age, and their eyes aren't even open yet! Oh, the cuteness.
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It would be an understatement to say that this place has shaped who I am. I always enjoy my time at the farm.