There And Back
We actually, finally went to the farm. Happily, it was a great experience. If Lydia hadn't dragged me there, I would probably never have gone, but she did weasel me into going and it was all good.
Benny at last found the perfect climbing tree. Hemlocks grow with branches coming out of the trunk close to one another vertically and in kind of a spiral around the tree. This makes them convenient climbing trees for very small boys. He climbed a tree directly in front of the dining room window. Each time he went up, he went farther. Once he got higher than the peak of the second story of the house. Too far up, but he was not daunted.
Also, Benny got to see how it feels to balance on a bike with no training wheels. Lydia took the training wheels off his bike and she positioned him at the top of the fairly steep yard. Then she gave him a running start downhill. He fell a few times, but landed on soft grass so that was no problem. After a while, he got it and was steering all over the side yard.
One afternoon Lydia took the kids down to the mountain stream at the bottom of the hill. This water is freezing cold year round. She waded right in and began to build a dam. Benny played at creek side and Sadie pottered around. Finally Benny got interested in the dam project and helped. I caught crayfish. A few days later we all went back down to the new dam which was deep enough for Both Benny and Lydia to get right down into the water and get cold. Brought down their body temperatures for the rest of that fairly hot day.
We had a fire in the fireplace each day at breakfast time, took off the early morning chill and looked cheerful.
Fortunately a caretaker had cleaned the place of three years of dust, cobwebs and mouse turds. It looked and smelled great.
One evening Lydia took the kids up to the next farm which has all kinds of animals. They were given pony rides which was a big hit, but the most popular event was feeding the chickens. Something about watching chickens eat the slices of bread the kids threw over the fence, it tickled Sadie so that she nearly laughed herself into a fit. She shrieked with laughter. Cute.
Long, 9-11 hour ride going up to the farm and coming home. Worth it, though. Coming back we got stuck in rush hour traffic going past Washt., D.C. That wasn't fun. We need to find a faster route.
Benny at last found the perfect climbing tree. Hemlocks grow with branches coming out of the trunk close to one another vertically and in kind of a spiral around the tree. This makes them convenient climbing trees for very small boys. He climbed a tree directly in front of the dining room window. Each time he went up, he went farther. Once he got higher than the peak of the second story of the house. Too far up, but he was not daunted.
Also, Benny got to see how it feels to balance on a bike with no training wheels. Lydia took the training wheels off his bike and she positioned him at the top of the fairly steep yard. Then she gave him a running start downhill. He fell a few times, but landed on soft grass so that was no problem. After a while, he got it and was steering all over the side yard.
One afternoon Lydia took the kids down to the mountain stream at the bottom of the hill. This water is freezing cold year round. She waded right in and began to build a dam. Benny played at creek side and Sadie pottered around. Finally Benny got interested in the dam project and helped. I caught crayfish. A few days later we all went back down to the new dam which was deep enough for Both Benny and Lydia to get right down into the water and get cold. Brought down their body temperatures for the rest of that fairly hot day.
We had a fire in the fireplace each day at breakfast time, took off the early morning chill and looked cheerful.
Fortunately a caretaker had cleaned the place of three years of dust, cobwebs and mouse turds. It looked and smelled great.
One evening Lydia took the kids up to the next farm which has all kinds of animals. They were given pony rides which was a big hit, but the most popular event was feeding the chickens. Something about watching chickens eat the slices of bread the kids threw over the fence, it tickled Sadie so that she nearly laughed herself into a fit. She shrieked with laughter. Cute.
Long, 9-11 hour ride going up to the farm and coming home. Worth it, though. Coming back we got stuck in rush hour traffic going past Washt., D.C. That wasn't fun. We need to find a faster route.
2 Comments:
Faster route: Norfolk International to Franklin International via Air Dan.
Hehehe.
I wish!
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