I love coming home to the farm to do the mowing, weedwacking, but also swinging on a swing I am too big for, scavenging through the barns for stuff I want to see, and climbing up the grain bins to see as far as the eye can see.
I love that I am able to take my pants off in the middle of the yard because I have something inside of them and not having to worry about people around, well, other than family. My family doesn't seem to mind, but you should have seen my husband's face as I stood there in my bright pink underware holding my jeans. "I took my pants off." I said. He said calmly, "I can see that." Oh, well, he knew me when he married me.
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