I had just walked outside with my camera as I spotted them coming up the country road below our farm.
This was going to be a short visit but at least it gave us some time to show them a little flavor of the area surrounding Crossville.
While the rain held off we had a chance to walk the farm and show them a little bit of our land. After lunch we all hopped in the car and went into "town", stopping along the way at the Historic Cumberland Homesteads Museum. Just 15 minutes from our house is one of only 100 homestead villages across our nation that President Roosevelt enacted in the mid-1930's to assist folks suffering from the Great Depression. It's really interesting to see how the program worked. We even drove a couple of miles away to go inside one of the original homes that was built in 1936 for these hardy homesteaders.
Our brief day together passed rapidly and we ended up on the rocking chair porch, christening the table with the first meal eaten on it here at the farm. Good company, good fellowship, good food...what a wonderful way to spend the day.
There was so much we all wanted to do in such a short period of time and somehow we squeezed it all in. The guys went shooting down into our woods, Joyce and I talked about our knitting projects and I showed her my crazy bins of quilt projects that are waiting to be finished. Then Joel pulled out the Polaris.....let the fun begin! Joyce and I walked outside to watch as they ventured into the woods.
Nothing like boys and their toys....in the woods.....on a lazy Sunday morning....
Good memories,
Debbie