I started my old Farmers Daughter blog as a homage to the life our parents provided for us. So many stories to tell!
To review, the old farmer was a printer by trade doing 40 hour weeks. He loved the farm and spent much time plowing and planting and harvesting. The old farmers wife was a good homemaker and canned the produce.
So when writing my blogs from my point of view, now that I have a few more years (sic) on me I am seeing things from the old farmers point of view.
The old farmers family grew up and on, scattered to the four winds across this large country. His wife crossed to her eternal rest. He was a strong man.
He made his days a routine to keep going. And often decided on the spur of the minute to drive 8 hours to visit. While I may have liked a bit of advance notice 🙂, I see his joy in making a surprise visit.
He once said the day of his marriage was the happiest day of his life.
He lived many more years, moving to live near one of his children until it was time to join his wife on the other side.
