GONE FISHIN’
GONE FISHIN’
Greeeeeeeeeeeen Acres…
Can’t you just hear that song in your brain right now?
Thine Iron Chime
If you recall the May post about Papa’s farm bell (http://bit.ly/9Of7zB), which my mom surprised me with for Mother’s Day, here’s an update. Mike, Adrian, Alec and Graham put the old cast iron bell up last weekend. After 25 years, it’s ringing again–and I teared up remembering all the Brooks kids clanging that bell at my grandparents’ farm. May it ring now for many years to come.
Thanks, boys, for restoring the bell. And most of all, thanks, Mom.
I love thy music, mellow bell,
I love thine iron chime,
To life or death, to heaven or hell,
Which calls the sons of Time….
-Ralph Waldo Emerson
Cut, Fluff, Bale
Big Haying Weekend
Big Trucks…
Big Equipment…
Big Bales…
and Big Boys, Big Dogs Having Fun.
Dear Dad,
For all you do (and we do mean alllllll you do), this love’s for you. Happy Father’s Day. You make our world go ’round.
Arielle,
Adrian & Mom
