CAN YOU DIG IT??

7:38pm


Got to our friends place where she stays with her grandparents at about 5:30-ish in the evening. She wasn’t due back for another 15 min or so, so we were greeted by her grandparents. We had to follow all these un-marked gravel streets deep into the wooded hills, to this cute little farmhouse way in the middle of nowhere. It wasn’t even on the GPS. It was all shaded, and a lush green. It felt welcoming and cozy right away. The grandparents, Mark and Molly, were nothing like I pictured. I had imagined a relatively sedentary cranky old couple, who lived in a small stuffy trailer-like home, with that distinct old people and mothballs smell. Instead they were extremely friendly, spry, and YOUNG! Or at least the life they led kept them looking young. They owned a small farm with about 20 Chickens, 8 turkeys, 6 goats, 4 sheep, 4 pigs, 2 dogs, and a cat. They also had several vegetable gardens and had prepared a lovely supper all from their farm, save for the fish. Even our son ate the salad, cooked spinach, and baked pears! They did pretty much all the farm work themselves and were just genuinely cool folks. I mean what grandpa do you know that reads Juxtapose magazine, says right on all the time, and “can dig” our horror photography?!? Not many.