I love that vision, and I love that they recruited me to write for them. You can read my piece here.
It totally ties in with this blog post today: how the kids help us with everything on the homestead, and this week, we planted our garden. I'm so happy with how it looks.
It warms my heart to see them work beside me. They know where their food comes from, and they know it takes effort to plant and nurture it before they can eat it.
But by Golly, we shall have potatoes for hash browns, and this prospect alone will motivate my oldest son to sweat over digging the potato trench!
"Can I help you, Mama?"
Why, yes, she certainly can. She loves watering, of course (what child doesn't love playing with water?), but she also willingly hoes, weeds and transplants. Here is some mighty happy lettuce, nurtured by her little hands.
Kai is helping Steve build a new chicken tractor. The old one has been around for a decade and is getting tired (I mean the chicken tractor, not Steve).
I gotta feed all these busy helpers, so I made some killer cornbread that disappeared in about two minutes.
What's blooming in your neck of the woods?