When we bought the farm in June of 2011, we were told renovations on the house would take until the end of September. Then the end of October. We finally moved in near the end of November – two days before Thanksgiving, to be exact. The timing seemed rather inconvenient back then, but I’ve come to appreciate it. Now everything Thanksgiving, I remember to give thanks for everything that led to us living here and everything since.
We had intended to rent the house where we living for another year. The landlord agreed, then later announced that he might have a buyer for the house, so we had to leave — in six weeks. It was class-A jerk behavior on his part, but in retrospect, he did us a huge favor.
Chareva immediately began scouring the real-estate listings and spotted this place for sale, which led to us driving out for a look. As you may recall, I wasn’t impressed. The land and the house were both in awful shape, and I was ready to move on and keep looking.
Here are some before pictures, in case you’ve forgotten (or never knew) what kind of condition this place was in when I first saw it.
Those are the front pastures. The area behind the house was even worse. It was so scary, I don’t have pictures — I didn’t dare fight my way through the briar and the shoulder-high weeds to take any.
But Chareva’s artist brain saw what it all could be, not what it was, and talked me into buying it. I’ll be forever grateful to her for that. Yeah, it’s been a never-ending job to get the land into usable shape and keep it there, but that’s how I discovered the joy of working myself into a state of Dog Tired Satisfied.
I’m thankful I was given the opportunity to take what was once a weeds-and-briar jungle and turn it into this:
I’m thankful for these ladies and all the eggs they give us.
I’m thankful for all the work Chareva put into her big ol’ garden, which is still giving us fresh greens in November.
I’m thankful for the work that made the front pastures a great place to play. This is how I’ve been spending most of Thanksgiving week so far:
I’m thankful that at age 57, I have the energy to both put in the work and enjoy the play. That in turn means I’m thankful for all the doctors, researchers, authors and bloggers whose work has become part of the Wisdom of Crowds. (One of those bloggers is here playing disc golf all week, as you can tell from the video and pictures.)
And as always, I’m thankful for all of you who read this blog and keep the conversation going with your comments.
Happy Thanksgiving, everyone.
If you enjoy my posts, please consider a small donation to the Fat Head Kids GoFundMe campaign.