Last weekend, Derek, Mini and myself boarded a plane and met up with his family in Elk Point Ab for a family funeral at the family church (yes… family church) and then caught up with his relatives as we sat around the campfire drinking wine and playing games on the grass.
In my mind, Farming is so romantic and I would love to live in a farmhouse on the property…. But then I remember how cold it gets in Alberta and I change my mind. And the bugs, and how much work it is.
So you can count me out as a farmer’s wife (I’ve never canned anything in my life) – but I could happily visit a summer house on the farm or just park an RV on the property and eat hotdogs and marshmallows while our children happily ran loose and played games.