Living on a farm is great. It's a lot easier to appreciate vegetables when you eat them in context, and there's no pressure toward conventional dress - like shoes, for instance.
I love walking around barefoot, feeling the rich earth of the garden beds, or the dew on the grass in the morning - all the things that would normally be unpleasant just seem Invigorating. I know more deeply what time of year it is. Right now it's practically raining acorns, and I'm reminded of my Mom stepping on Legos scattered throughout my brothers' rooms back when we were kids. At least acorns are roundish. I can also feel the leaves shuffling under my feet, and the food that I'm eating raw isn't nearly as sweet as summer's produce.
Life isn't bad at all.
<3
I love walking around barefoot, feeling the rich earth of the garden beds, or the dew on the grass in the morning - all the things that would normally be unpleasant just seem Invigorating. I know more deeply what time of year it is. Right now it's practically raining acorns, and I'm reminded of my Mom stepping on Legos scattered throughout my brothers' rooms back when we were kids. At least acorns are roundish. I can also feel the leaves shuffling under my feet, and the food that I'm eating raw isn't nearly as sweet as summer's produce.
Life isn't bad at all.
<3
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