Farm Dreams

I think there lies in me somewhere a farmer's wife waiting to be. The thought of living off the land, working outdoors, reaping harvests of home-grown produce and grains is appealing in so many ways. I think it corresponds to the growing desire in me for simplicity - for a paring down to the essentials. I seem to be in a never-abating battle against clutter and complexity - aren't we all? A dear friend loaned me some books about the farm life - one by Gladys Taber and the other, Patricia Penton Leimbach. They are books that nourish my soul - that allow me, for a few moments at the end of the day, to slip into the country, to smell the fresh-tilled soil, to dream of what might be.