A conversation between the farmwives…
friends, we are just back from a very brief, very restorative overnight trip off the farm. we had to deliver our sheep’s fleeces to a small fiber mill OVNF outside of cincinnati. taking 2 days and one night away, we packed it in: visited with old friends, toured urban gardens, and of course, dropped off 2 years worth of fleeces to be turned into wool roving and yarn. my question to you both is: how do you get away? who cares for your homestead, gardens, livestock? and when you do pull it off to get away, where do you go? getting it all lined up sometimes seems undoable to me. this trip was long in the planning and came together, at the last minute, perfectly. so share with us all some farmwife travel tales!
Cher replies… ahh, yes. The restorative getaway… so hard to pull off, but so necessary. Separation does indeed make the heart grow fonder, no?(And, Robin, might I remind you that yours was a work trip. You, my dear, are the rare breed that can incorporate work, visiting, touring, and traveling and still feel restored. Amazing.)
I love being at home, I am very content here and could go a surprisingly long time without ever leaving. (If I can tap into the right frame of mind, and look beyond the many looming tasks and projects, I live in a perpetual vacationland paradise!) However, once our children came into the picture, Eric and I realized the importance and allure of the annual “family vacation”. Relatively speaking, we don’t go too far and we try to keep the travel time reasonable. In fact, we are currently in the throws of making our reservations for our annual trip to the beach. It’s become a ritual that we all look forward to, and we all appreciate the change of scenery for a bit. (But we are all always happy to get back home!)
As far as the care of the farm goes… in the past we have relied on our interns to hold down the fort while we were away. Mildly put, some experiences were better than others. Now that we are not hosting interns as much, well, let’s just say we have some pretty rockin’ neighbors…
Coree adds… It’s true, we all live in paradise. I remember a visiting friend remarking once that he had hiked miles to get to places less beautiful than here. Yes, HERE, where we live.
But sometimes we have to get away. It’s so good to get a change of perspective now and then. And, there’s the endless to-do list that really doesn’t let up until we just leave the property! We try to get up Canada to visit the family up there each year, and when we’re feeling able, we take advantage of a family connection in Florida. There’s nothing like a long walk on the beach!
It takes a LOT of preparation for us to go. We’ve been fortunate, so far, to find friends and neighbors willing to help feed and tend animals. It always feels best to us to have someone stay here while we’re gone. Even so, we have to spend some time orienting them, and making sure we have food and supplies prepared for whatever may come while we’re away. There’s also all the details of the solar house to explain. I used to love to house-sit, when I was young and unattached. I’m always looking for folks like that. Always thankful to find them. It’s great to go, and great to come home.
Glad you had a good run up to Cincinnati, Robin – can’t wait to see that wool!