Time does fly by. It's been a week since I have had anything to say. The last time I was here was my son's fifty-first birthday. I may have been in shock for the past week.
I did actually have an 'event' this week. My long ago once good friend visited on Tuesday. Funny how with certain people you can just pick up like you saw them last week. She went back to college, getting a degree in nursing in the '90s and worked as a neurological nurse until last year. She is slightly older than I am and looks younger. Other than no longer having black hair, she looks pretty much like herself. She absolutely did not understand my life at all. The gravel road sort of freaked her out! She asked what we do out here, thinking we are in the middle of nowhere. City girls! Oh, wait...I was one, too, once upon a time. Part of what confused her so much, how did I end up on a farm? I guess she forgot I'm slightly off the normal scale. Anyway, it was great fun.
Otherwise, life is simply ticking along. We've had some rain and expect more today. Mark is finally working on taking apart the falling-down-arena-fence. The next shock would be removing the fallen down trees. One can dream.
Since it been a while since I graced this page with food, here we go. Last night's dinner made with leftover pork.
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I love using up leftovers. Funny. This blog reminded me of the City Mouse and the Country Mouse. I had a good friend a long time ago when the world was flat. She was City Mouse. Me, Country Mouse all the way!
I love that you bake and cook and show us.
Ha, kids birthdays can do that to you! My oldest daughter was 53 last week...how can that be! I am certain where I live would put your friend into shock:)
Funny what Boud said. I had a friend from high school visit me years ago at my farm. She was a Yacht captain and traveled the world in the Yacht set.
When she visited, she had a shock as I had to go milk goats and feed the pigs, chickens, and horses. I lived in an old farm house and there were farm fields as far as the eye could see.
But the time we'd been apart was like nothing. She called me Country Mouse and we'd write to each other when she lived in Finland.
Now I am more remote.
However I have no issue with one day being a lot less remote!
So glad you got to visit like no time had passed!
I do remember being surprised how the word, arena, can mean something different in parts of the US compared to Canada.
That's funny that a gravel road freaked her out. It's not like you guys are in the middle of nowhere.
I wouldn't mind living in the country, except for the driving.
How nice to have a visit from a friend from long ago, Sandra. The designation of once good friend seemed odd at first, but then when we lost contact we people they do become that it sems.
For a few years Dagan and I lived in the country in Wisconsin--couldn't see a neighbor--dirt roads--miles from a city. This was in the 80s when I lived with a produce merchandizer who was gone on the road half the time and had a country band that played weekends...so it felt like it was mostly just Dagan and I living out there. It has been my favorite place I lived--in an old farmhouse, some fields, some trees, a creek running near the house, and barn cats. Dagan and I tamed all of them except for a big orange male. When people came to visit from Minneapolis they would exclaim--"How can you live out here?! I could never live way out here in the middle of nowhere." I loved it! :)
I've also have had friends that I haven't seen for decades and chatted away like we had just seen each other yesterday. It's absolutely soul-lifting marvelous!! So glad you two could get together for a good old chin-way! :)
I hope your son enjoyed his birthday and that you liked being around that city friend. I could enjoy living in your environment if I drove. Thanks for sharing yummy leftovers.
My city sisters never got used to my living in a little town where I knew people in the street. They lived in Toronto, never met anyone they knew!
Years ago a lifelong friend spent the night with us up on the land. She said, "I've never been this far from civilization before!" It was fun.
One of our girls will soon to be 55 and the other is 57. That certainly puts things in perspective! I have always lived in a small town and on this farm since 1981....would not trade it for anything and have loved every horse, dog, cat and goat that we have had. Very happy to spend most of my time at home, tho we are busy in our community and I love cooking for friends and family. You and Val know how horses (and mules) can add a lot of soul to our lives....even with all the work, I have no regrets. Connecting with friends is so special. Glad you were able to enjoy each other.
That sums it up, Ivy!!
Right? How can I have a child that old, Far Side!
Wow, a yacht captain! This area isn't that kind of rural, but it was to her, Val.
Where you ride horses, AC. Indoor arena and outdoor arena. I'd be interested in what they are called in Canada.
No, we are not, Pixie. Downtown Minneapolis is about 25 minutes away. We are on the western edge of large Minneapolis suburbs. Plus we ha like a triangle of there towns around us, all about 6 miles away. It was nowheresville to her!
Yes, Dorothy, she was a close friend. Then about 40 years ago I moved to Atlanta and lost contact. The days before internet and cell phones.
I bet they did, Rita. That's way more remote than where I live. I'm sure it was peaceful, and the sound of the creek would be relaxing.
I hope he did, too, e. It was great seeing her again.
Your community is just right as far as I can tell. Where else would you find a Gary!
You land is remote, Cheerful. That is like pioneering!
What you said about equines adding soul to our lives, that is what she could not understand, Lori. She couldn't wrap her head around not only that I live in this place but the horses. She was flummoxed. She didn't know I had a horse in childhood and that I loved them. She just couldn't grasp why anyone would want to spend their time and money on that! Granted, I lived in a turn-of-the-century home in a historic St. Paul neighborhood when she new me, so I guess I can understand the shock of it all.
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