I
went to bed watching the opening ceremonies... Woke up watching more of the
same. In between I dreamt of Russia …All I know is that the past 12 hours concerned me more than any in a long while, as seeing all that foreign
turf made me wonder just how I would deal with travel in the year ahead….
(or in my case, the lack thereof, as farming doesn't allow for vaca's)
(or in my case, the lack thereof, as farming doesn't allow for vaca's)
Long
story short: I ain’t goin’ nowhere for awhile.
For
a girl who’s actually been to Leningrad (now St. Petersburg) …One who’s walked
those Russian streets, seen the insides of the Hermitage (the original one…not AJ's house here in Tennessee) …it was a lonely, sad kinda winter night as I watched those ceremonies, summing up 1000 years in a three minute break.
God
knows I love to travel.
Ever
since I graduated from college, I made a commitment to myself to take one trip abroad per year. More than a couple of years, I've made it twice.
But
not this year. Not last year either.
One
doesn’t buy goats, breed dogs, grow plants and expect to go anywhere anytime
soon.
This
and this alone may be the toughest part of farming to me -- No traveling for now kid.
The
rest, I adore. This week in particular, is primo reason for loving it….Tough, yes, but worth every minute. Still and so -- someday...
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