Rolling green fields, acres of planted soy, a forest hosting an old sugar shack, and a rolling stream welcomed us as we stepped out of the car and onto God's country. My son loved playing "farmer" as he got to ride the huge John Deere tractor. With the sun melting down on us, we donned our version of "farmer" gear and headed to the fields where, primed for the picking, were rows and rows of Concord Grape vines. I was in antioxidant heaven as those plump, purple lovelies were just calling "pick me, pick me". Armed with our shears and fruit baskets we began our pillage and plunder. Our treasure surrounded us and the pickin's were plenty.
Thank you to our friends for sharing your place of serenity with us. The quietness from the fields was peaceful, the surroundings were picture-perfect, and the company was genuine. How lucky to have such a beautiful escape.
"Cultivators of the earth are the most valuable citizens. They are the most vigorous, the most independent, the most virtuous and they are tied to their country and wedded to its liberty and interests by the most lasting bands."We ate the grapes, we juiced the grapes; wait until you see what else we do with the grapes! Join me tomorrow for What I Made Wednesday to find out!
–Thomas Jefferson, Letter to John Jay (Aug. 23, 1785)