“Farm livin’ is the life for me…”
OK, not really, but my Mom (Nana) was up visiting again this weekend. She and I took the kids to Buckely Homestead today. It’s a county park, but it’s set up to be a living museum of early farm living. The kids, of course, loved the animals and the outdoors. We saw huge horses and sheep, cows, pigs, chickens and geese.
Evan liked watching the chickens.
The boys liked all the animals, but seemed the most entertained by the fence. (I think I could sell this as a postcard if I turned it black and white, eh?)
We also saw a giant garden and an apple orchard with an unusual type of apple:
All in all, it was a fun way to burn off some energy and see some stuff we don’t get to see everyday. We also left with a very important lesson (and a photo commentary on my everyday life):
September 6th, 2007 at 6:59 pm
What do you mean “early” farm living, I remember living like that as a kid. Actually the house seemed to be in much better shape than most of the houses we lived in as kids. By the way, that was a small garden compared to what Grandma Engle used to have.