Thanks for the wonderful glimpse into your life. I’m a girl from a Boston suburb. While the images I conjure of my childhood would be different, they are equally idyllic.

There was a wonderful sense of harmony and safety and possibility and stability that comes across in your writing. I suspect not everything was entirely rosy. All families have their stuff but you are blessed to have walked away with such nourishing memories.

I came across your blog a few weeks ago and have been enjoying it! Keep ‘em coming!
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What a beautiful word painting…thanks for sharing those sweet memories!
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Marko,
Don’t feel strange on my account. What a memory and blessing!

Farm Girl D.
I think you’re a twitter night owl and I love it about you. Social media and you just go well together. Like hot dogs and summer;)

Hillary,
Do you know how blessed I am to have you comment on my blog? I feel privledged to know you. Thank you.

Joy,
I didn’t know about your horses work. It doesn’t surprise me one bit…your life is awesome because of your dedication and hard work. I appreciate knowing more about you!

Lance,
A farm boy with a tiara. That’s a hoot! I love your playfulness about life and the fact that you share it with all of us.

Julie,
And thank you for sharing your loveliness with me as well.

Jodi,
Thanks for the compliments and stopping by. I appreciate your friendship. xo

Jenn,
Open space in our heart and lungs…our gift from nature…isn’t life grand?

Jan,
I remember the photos from last year of your garden. I think your grandma had a big impact on you. Lucky you for being blessed and soaking it all in.

Nite Owl,
What ever works Barbara and it sure looks to me like your life is working!

Tammy,
I’m coming over to check it out. Thanks for the compliment…I’ll try to take that in;)

Phil,
There are probably good things about sleeping in as well. I don’t think it matters as much if we manage our time well. I think you’re success show that you do that.

I’m drooling from the poetry and the photos – could taste those ripe juicy tomatoes. You clearly took so much from your upbringing that still rings true today. I wish I could be an early riser, however us city slickers seem to struggle more with that. Your post has inspired me to use the start of the day to get the toughest tasks done first – thanks for the tip. Great and evocative post!

Phil
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Me, I’m a farm girl too. Although we didn’t have a farm ourselves, we lived next door to my grandparents who did. Family meant helping where ever we could – no excuses.

Good memories for this gal who used to be an early riser but has now become a night owl.
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She was an early riser and so am I. My energy and creativity is highest in the morning. xo to you.

I love the tomatoes reminds me of fresh ones, on farm stands. Toasted tomato sandwiches with cheese, mayo and black pepper yum!

I love the gladiolas. I have actually been thinking of these flowers lately, rarely seen, but in the country they are on most sides of the road! our neighbors would grow them and at the time it was ordinary but now i see them for their “happiness quality” sort of flower!

thanks for the moments here today, Tess. It was nice to reflect on my own childhood memories..
I love Nature to this day because of those 10 yrs. .. I believe it gives one a deeper appreciation as we move on through life living in other areas that are more established. The depth never leaves us though. like open space in the heart and lungs.

take care, Jenn
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