One thing that's exciting about the farmhouse is that it fulfills our wish (or need?) of getting back into the country for most of the girls' growing-up years. When Addy and I stopped by this week to check on the progress inside the house, she wanted to make sure I gave the hay mow my full attention. I had been telling her that I didn't want her up there alone until I made sure everything was safe and showed her where she could and could not go. I gave my inspection and she is now cleared for playing. And play she did.
I keep this verse from a poem posted above my desk.
Before green apples blush,
Before green nuts embrown,
Why, one day in the country
is worth a month in town ...
— CHRISTINA ROSSETTI
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