This past weekend we (dad, Timo and I) went to a farm… a french farm, which really is not any different than your average farm.
This was not the first time that I had been to this lovely, private estate in La Puye, a little village about 30 minutes from the house. However, our reason for being there should be mentioned, seeing as it explains why we were at a random French person’s house.
One day, dad found a “help wanted” sign on a website, obviously curious, he clicked on it. The ad belonged to a French couple who were looking for a caretaker to look after their animals while they went away. Well dad likes animals and decided to contact the couple and they got him to give them a hand!
Bringing us back to the present; This past weekend was dads’ third time at the farm and my second time. We arrived on Saturday, with the animals already taken care of for the day, giving us the whole day to kick back and relax. This private French farm allowed the boys to do some swimming. I, on the other hand, preferred to stay in the shade, under the protection of the trees, so I sat in a hammock and swung as I read a book and listened to some tunes.
There is something about the country that drags people to their beds earlier than normal. I went to bed at 10:00. Fun fact: if you ever stay in a medieval French house, with stone walls, pray you don’t have to get up in the middle of the night; you will be walking through a black void.
(It is 6:30 a.m.) *peacock crows* yes, that is right, I said peacock. I am not saying they didn’t have a rooster, in fact, they had several, they just were not loud enough. The peacock was the one that woke us up for the Sunday morning chores. We had to feed the goats, chickens, pigs, sheep, and the two monstrously large great Danes. Then we had to bring hay to the horses, watering it down first because Gracioso has allergic reactions (uggh, needy horse).
We did it though, even if all I was able to do was follow and watch as the boys zig-zagged from pen to pen. We finished up the chores and headed back to the house to pick up the rest of the family in time for church.