Not to the Farm, but a farm nonetheless. The farm where Grandpa grew up and where his brother lives now. The weather was beautiful and we explored everything- the barn, the trees, and yes even the pig pen. Although we did stay outside of that building. We climbed up in the hayloft where the only light came from two windows- one way up high and one way down low. We stared out across the bare fields and tried to guess which clump of trees was the Grove but we never found out who was right. When we finally had to go, we all decided we should go back another day because farms are some of the best places.
Hannah, I'm certain someone, somewhere before has told you what an incredibly talented child of God you are. I have just read a few posts, but am hooked. Blessings on year 17!
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