Another year at the farm passes and we had to reluctantly say goodbye. Hopefully you remember last July when I blogged about the most wonderful place on earth, East Hill Farm. Each July for the passed 13 years we have made the trip to New Hampshire for our week at the farm. It is a vacation like no other. What, you might ask….a vacation on a farm…what’s so great about that? Well, it’s a farm thing. Some people get it, some don’t. Some come and stay their week, and never return. But us, and many of the friends we have met over the years who are there our same week; we all get it. This year was again more wonderful than the last. It becomes harder and harder to say goodbye on that sad final day. As the kids are making friendship bracelets on the lawn, and ice cream in the screen porch, the adults chat and hug and bid farewell while counting the days until we are all back again for our wonderful week in July.
Our accommodations are the same every year…same rooms, same incredible view of Mt. Monadnock and Perkins Pond. What occasionally changes, however, is our neighbors. For the passed few years, our neighbors were pigs. A bit smelly, but not too noisy, except for the occasional flare up when one gets in another’s way and has to be put back in his place. But, this year? We were treated to these guys. A donkey that my daughter and her friend have affectionately named Alfredo (but that’s really not his name) and several goats.
Alfredo. Let’s just say he likes to make his presence known, no matter what time of day. The first morning….it was about 2 am, 5 am, and 7 am. But, as the week went on, either he quieted down, or we just got used to him, and didn’t seem to wake up when he bayed.
No matter the noise, I miss Alfredo, and his goat companions. So on that last day I took a few photos so that I can remember and gaze upon them until next year when we are all reunited.
Happy Friday Faces.
