We spent a few days in the village this week. It was peaceful and beautiful. Food fresh from the garden fills our stomachs. Going to the back of the house is like visiting the produce section of the grocery store.
Our seedlings are growing well. I have done a good bit of weeding, and it is nice to see the progress! They got a bit of a parasite and we have to give them some medicine. Soon they will be all better. Lots of tender loving care is going into raising these babies just like with the Munchkin.
One afternoon, I got a decent break from motherhood and retreated to the barn loft with a cup of tea. The smells of hay and drying grains kept me company.
And even though I was enjoying the break from my little one, my mind went to her as I looked at the vines hugging the barn beams like my Munchkin hugs my legs.
The loft was quiet, not even the sound of the chirping chicks below made it up the narrow barn stairs.
The “stairs” are little more than a latter with double rungs and a rail. But they do the job. What a great place to have as a retreat.
Soon enough the sound of my Goldilocks brought me back to reality. Baba had gone up to the rooftop terrace to show the Munchkin where I was.
Then it was back to the grind… 😉