if only i had a scanner. then you could join me visually on a trip that spans two decades and join me here on father’s day 2014: a celebration of my man.
instead, i ask that you use your imaginations friends from 1994 until, hmmmm, not too long ago when i entered the digital age (so reluctantly). paul and i had a long and well documented courtship but to catch a glimpse of those years you will have to come to the farm and request a slide show. for those of you too far away, words will suffice.
we met in the summer of 1994, we were both working and learning with farmer john peterson, a wonderful mentor and early CSA farmer in caledonia, illinois. in the farm’s packing room that august day we first laid eyes on one another. i can still remember the surge of emotion i felt. “love at first sight” ? folks often ask, well, not exactly. it was an overwhelming feeling, one that really wasn’t entirely pleasant, because it was so darn scary. this was the man i would spend the rest of my life with.
we waltzed across australia and indonesia. we camped deep in the shawnee national forest and the great smoky mountains. we drove our toyota tercel hatchback with hand crafted swamp canoe atop along the blue ridge parkway and up the atlantic coast. we picked cappies (as australians call peppers) and grapes. we harvested grapefruits and bananas. we worked with farmers abroad and in our home country before we found our farm in the hills and hollows of south central kentucky.
here we landed, in the late fall of 1998 pregnant with our first child. and here we are today nearly 16 years later, celebrating paul’s fatherhood. we raise a glass to the man who is a patient and loving dad to 3 children.
in that joy we toast our marriage and our family, our farm and our life. these commitments have not always been easy, i have discovered over the years maintaining a healthy self, enjoying a successful marriage, managing a thriving farm and raising children is all tough stuff. these are the jobs that can deplete you easily on a gloomy day. my life isn’t always jolly, and this fatherly love i write about here has shown itself in plenty of unattractive ways! but today, with a clear blue sky and a light cool wind, it’s all good.