Afternoon Adventure

We had an adventure yesterday on one of our property hunts. I found myself driving through a tiny community in the mountains when I hit the brakes for a piece of property over-looking the valley. I pulled off onto a dirt road. A neighboring gentleman , Jay, approached me and began giving me all sorts of information on the land and the area. He was so welcoming and such a pleasure to talk. A developer had recently tried to buy the property but the local residents made it impossible for him to sub-divide it. Jay said they would love to have us there. I told him, "After paying for the property, we wouldn't be able to afford the build a house on it. We'd have to pitch a tent in the field." His reply was, "I have a tent you could use!"

Jay was getting ready to take his Grandkids for a ride on a four-wheeler to see some turkeys. He piled my two kids on back and off they rode, up the hill, shouting and waving all the way. I walked out through the alfalfa to the edge of the field. Below, I saw another farm with a herd of black cows and their young stumbling close behind them. A couple tiny black dots looked to be newly born calves without the strength yet to stand. They had probably just dropped a few hours before. The view of the farms and the hills and the river were breathtaking.

I headed back and met up with the search party. Jay invited us in to his home to see his collection of hunting trophies (not a pretty sight!). He showed us how he polishes rocks in a tumbler and he gave each of the kids their own shiny pebble to take home. The kids, with their souvenirs clutched tightly in their little fists, and I, reluctantly made our way back out to the van and headed home. There wasn't any need for looking further. We had found a country paradise. Anything else would only disappoint.