A big farm where my kids can run free and play. Where the sounds of the city are gone and the sounds of crickets and frogs become music to my ears. Where I can grow fresh organic veggies and I can stop at roadside stands for fresh fruits and honey. Where my kids can head out early in the morning to play and not return until lunch because they are too busy building tree forts, picking apples and swinging from the branches. Where I can be at peace and enjoy every second of my kids growing up. The sounds of cries, laughter and the sites of muddy dirty feet and berry stained smiles.
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Love this - pretty much dreaming of the same thing!
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