Wednesday, August 24, 2011
Fields of Barley
Well, perhaps maybe taking a walk through the fields can be pretty sweet.
After teaching today, I helped Hubby on the farm for a bit before heading home to prepare supper. I never realized how sweet the alfalfa smelled. Walking through the fields with the cool, gentle breeze and the warm sun made me a little wistful.
I rarely get quiet moments to myself where I can just think. I cried all the way from the alfalfa to the barley field. There was something just so moving and inspiring about being so close to the land. Smelling every scent and fragrance, feeling the tactile differences each variety of plant had...Ack! I almost felt like Anne Shirley (from Anne of Green Gables), being so dramatic and awe-inspired.
I'm not sure if it's just me being a city girl and going through my metamorphosis - being transformed into a farmer's wife and appreciating all of the amazing, miraculous, wonderful things we are blessed with just by living close to the land and close to nature. Maybe farmers' wives don't do this and it's just me being a bit overly sensitive and emotional these days. I'm probably just being melodramatic.
As a city girl, I never paid much heed to the smell of alfalfa or the texture of barley. To be honest, I wouldn't even know what either of them looked like or smelled like before!
Combining barley
Corn
Corn, corn, and more corn!
My ESL student in the corn
My walk through the barley and alfalfa made me think about my family. It made me wistful and teary-eyed. I love the family I have on the Island, and I miss my family in Montreal, Kingston, and Toronto. Most of all, I miss my grandmother in the Philippines and hope to see her again soon.
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City girl moves to the country, falls in love, and marries a farmer. She tries to incorporate her city ways with her new country lifestyle and blogs to keep in touch with friends, family & students who live far, far away :) Can this city girl go country? Watch as she learns all sorts of exciting things about life on the farm and in a small rural community. *UPDATE* We are now parents! Our baby girl was born on Nov. 11, 2008 (at 28 weeks gestation- 12 weeks premature, but she's quite the trooper)!!!
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10 comments:
Hi, it is nice to meet you... what a sweet post... I am sure it is hard to start a new life when you miss the old but are finding ways to love the new... I bet that walk was awesome!
take care,
Lisa
Im also a city girl that really loves & is in awe of nature & gardening. I enjoyed this blog post very much. :)
fishyfacedesigns:
Thank you :) This comment really brightened up my day :) Nice "meeting" you too! I'm really enjoying our tweets!
Frau:
Thank you. I enjoy your blog posts very much, and your comments here too. xoxoox
MALACHI!!!!!!!!
Canine:
As if you just said that!!! LOL! Now I'm going to have to sleep with my lights on! Visions of Children of the Corn are in my head right now. LOL! Yeah, thanks! ;) xo
What a sweet, sweet post this is! I love those pictures, they are beautiful!
COTC scared me sh!tless when I was younger - and I have absolutely no doubt that it still would today!
Nice to 'meet' you! :)
Jenn:
Nice to "meet" you too! Ha! I made the mistake of reading COTC a few years ago, and forgot how much scarier the books always are. Movies can be scary, but books are usually scarier! That, and I have a very vivid imagination! LOL! Okay, guess who is sleeping with her lights on all week! ;)
C, I have those moments too. I love the life I lead, but I miss the life adn family I left. Somehow, when you are out in nature it brings it all back. My first year here I grew some carrots. When I picked one, washed it off and tasted it, I started crying. It reminded me of my dad. He loved carrots and we'd pick and eat them together in the garden when I was a kid.
I don't think it has anything to do with being a farmer's wife or not...maybe just being introspective...among other things. Reminiscing...
You're a mom...you're entitled to emotional moments! :)
I've never been a farmer, or a farmer's wife, but I do remember reading some of Laura Ingalls Wilder's writings about farming (Not her Little House on the Prarie books, which I adored, but things she wrote earlier, for a magazine). She seemed to get into this introspective mode as well, and very much cherished the life of country and farming over city or town life.
I live in the suburbs, and there's not a lot to love about it, other than good schools and lots of parking. I miss city life. But more than that, I miss family. My brother is in Alaska, my dad, stepmom, and sisters are in Oregon. Ted's family is here, and I love them very much, but it's not the same. I still have my Grandma just an hour and a half away...going to visit her on Saturday. :)
You have a beautiful life, Chrissy, and you seem to really know it and appreciate it. And you knew and appreciated the life you had in the city as well. That makes for a more fulfilled person, I think, when you can be thankful for what you have, and not lose sight of the alternatives, be they wonderful or lame.