Being the “yes” people that we are, a few weeks ago we agreed to farm-sit for an entire week so that some friends could take a much-needed vacation. It was going to be over 90 degrees on their Virginia mountain side, there was no A/C, we were not quite sure how to milk a cow, and the farm is home to more animals than the amount of people we even know, but what the heck?
After a quick hands-on lesson, we had the whole milking thing down pat. I might add, The Mr. was even a pro milkmaid by the end of the week.
Of course, we couldn’t resist indulging in the perks of having your own milk cow.
Ten pounds of sugar later . . . . .
and you have homemade peanut butter peanut butter cup ice cream. With extra peanut butter cups.
Laundry was done with a chicken backdrop.
Fresh organic eggs were delivered daily. (Although I could have done without the daily 3 am wake up crow.)
Meals were prepared from the garden bounty.
The little one, exhausted from farm chores, napped.
Meanwhile, mama took a spin on the tree swing. (My favorite part of the farm, obviously.)
By the end of the week, we made a ton of new furry friends, learned very valuable life-altering lessons, what to do, what not to do, and that there is no place like our nice and cool high elevation mountains we call home.
Another farming adventure in the books! ‘Til next time VA!