I have twin boys. One of them is pictured in a previous post (the manhole picture).
Today, I spent time with the younger of the two. He is younger by one minute. He works on
his family’s farm and is among those in the fourth generation.
Farming isn’t all work and no play…..
Here is a picture of my twin boys’ great uncle. He is in the second generation of the farm.
His parents started the farm in 1914. He is 88 and is very healthy and strong.
He still works on the farm, mostly in the summer months.
My kids adore him and so do I.
Mounds and mounds of snow are everywhere! Snow keeps falling and the temperature stays below freezing between the storms. So… it just keeps piling up, snowfall after snowfall. After a while, one runs out of places to push it!
When I was young, my father would take my brother and I out to Burger King after our Saturday piano lesson. I looked forward to these weekly lunches. So, following in his footsteps, I took my son to Subway for a grinder and some quality conversation…
So much for quality conversation. He spent our time together texting his friends!
