I hope you had a lovely weekend. We spent Easter dinner at my grandfather's farm. It is one of my favorite places to be. My grandfather must have one of the best views around–sitting atop a grassy green hill, looking out over his field dotted with black cows and their calves. Watching the grackles swarm and then settle in a different spot in the field. Swarm and settle. Chuckling at a calf who's slipped under the fence, kicking up its heels at its freedom. Watching the collies as they work over the bulls, who are only slightly bothered by their presence.
I found a link to Days With My Father on Molly's blog this weekend. And under the circumstances in my life right now, it really moved me. If nothing else, it will impress upon you the importance of listening, and documenting and even photographing your loved ones. It was really the perfect thing for me to see and read.
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What a beautiful place to spend time with family. And what a good reminder that I need to photograph my family more.
I spent some time looking at ‘days with my father’ last week too; very moving. Your story makes me miss my grandparents and wish they didn’t live so far away. I’m glad you had such a nice weekend.
Your pictures make me long for my family and the older generations that are now gone with the passing of my grandmother last summer.
Is this your Mom’s Dad? I have to keep your family straight you know.
Love you home and your home grown stories. Keep up the good work!
These photos are so touching Molly. The one of the hallway, imagining all that has taken place there over the years. And the one of your family gathering around a table. It’s beautiful. I know you are happy you were able to be with them this weekend.
It was fun! Way too much food though.When we left the clalf was still out and was trying to find it’s way back in to it’s mama.It was nice to visit.
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What a lovely Easter dinner with family, Molly. Easter is one of those times that I wish I were closer to my family
Days with my father really is beautiful. I’ve watched it a few times too.
Thinking of you. So glad you are near family during hard time.
what a lovely place to go for Easter- or anytime-. Looks like a warm loving place to be.
Thank you for the link to Days With My Father – so incredibly moving.