My husband and I took a trip to the farm this weekend. I’ve only been a handful of times and each time is unique. This particular trip was a party in our honor to celebrate our marriage with their family friends who were not part of the wedding. With harvest being finished we found ourselves at his fathers home with land as far as the eye could see. It is so quiet-which is always the first thing I notice. It’s nice. Given the hustle and bustle of life, the sirens, horns, and expletives that occur, the quiet is always welcome.
The party was better than I could have imagined. There is a massive shed where all the farm equipment is stored (pictures to follow) and everything was moved outside so that we could have the food and tables inside to eat. There was a huge bonfire outside. Straw bales were surrounding the fire in a circle-cliche’ and perfect! It was just as you might expect it to be. There was weenie roasting and smore toasting!
The day turned to night and a real life rainbow happened. It was truly beautiful. Hard to imagine nature surpassing that, but it did. After the sun set and night fell the sky was lit with stars. Not city stars, but a whole entire night sky bursting with stars everywhere. One of my favorite parts about the country is this….the stars. We saw so many shooting stars with long tails. We saw the dipper and Orion’s belt. We saw constellations that of course we have no idea what they were, but it didn’t really matter.
A night full of laughter, food, and fun was had by all. Slowly friends got into their trucks and headed down the country lanes to their homes. We cleaned up the shed and turned off the lights and I found myself back at the confire. So many memories and laughs were shared that evening. And the ending was perfect. The quiet country, a crackling fire, and the bright lights up in the sky.