There definitely is something special and unique about a farm. Space. Wind in the grass. Birds. Tractors. Pick-ups. Trees. Open fields. Quiet. Freedom.
We were up in Iowa this past weekend with Haley's sweet grandparents. Caleb, Haley, and I drove out for Easter break, and got some much needed rest in Iowa.
On this particular day, Haley and I went for a walk around the farm. It wasn't green, and nothing was growing, but it was refreshing all the same. A warm breeze made the dry grass dance, and we sat in a field and just talked, soaking in the chance to be outside without anything else pressing in on us.
What a blessing to be on the farm.