Farm visiting…

Last week-end, my mom, my sister & I took the kids to a few farms that were open to the public – part of the Ottawa Valley’s Rural Ramble week-end.

This first farm, we visited last year too during this same annual week-end. I love it. I wish it was mine. I dream of a farm like this (though perhaps on a slightly smaller scale) though my mom told me I should probably keep dreaming. Such is the life of a girl who was actually raised on a farm, by people who live & breathe farming. They know the truth of farming… whereas I’m blessed with being able to day dream of the poetic notions that go along with this sort of farming. Perhaps I’ll keep dreaming… Either way — they’re wonderful dreams if you ask me.

Most importantly though, I wish so much my children were growing up on a farm like this. They’re invovled in where our food comes from, they have knowledge of farms and exposure to some aspects of farming – but they don’t live on a farm. Growing up many kids in my classes were of families who`s parents grew up on farms, not them. I wasn`t part of that, I was living on a farm. And now I`m living with the fact that my children are those kids; the next generation :: the not farming one. Growing up I never (ever) thought I’d think that in my thirties. never. perhaps I would have done something more agricultural if I had… but it was far removed from my interest at the time (and my level of tolerance of it because of my incredible seasonal allergies that basically included all things farm-like/rural.)

On with the photographs.
farm visiting

farm visiting

farm visiting

farm visiting

farm visiting

farm visiting

farm visiting

farm visiting

farm visiting

farm visiting

I realized as I was writing this that my photographs are really only of that farm! I do have two from a different place we went – also visited last year – where the kids got to ride on horses. They loved it. This I’m fairly confident they’ll grow up knowing — there are loads of horse ranches in our area — and when they’re old enough, they’ll get lessons if they want.
farm visiting

farm visiting

farm visiting
(and yes, I realize this is a donkey and not a horse, but he’s adorable and was at the horse farm too!)

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