Being on the farm is always a homecoming. I wondered when we settled in our own home for the first time this year if the feeling of being home would change, but the truth is that it would take decades of exploring and living for any other plot of land to compare to these acres I grew up on. And, there is something so very special about watching my boys romp through the fields of my childhood home. Long walks, flower picking, hay rides, cookouts, hay bale jumping, calf feeding... there is so much beauty and goodness for us all to enjoy!
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