She's fantasizing about decorating the rooms in the cottage and building another house, all I'm thinking about is how my life just got a thousand times better. "The farm" (yet to be named) has just made us one of those fabulously cool families that has a place to convene, a plot of LAND!
We'll plant orchards and in the fall we'll have apple picking parties. We'll grow unusually large pumpkins and sit on benches made of hay, carving them. The kids can ride the miniature burros and we'll do apple bobbing. In the evening, we'll hang lanterns from the trees and drink the fresh apple-cider we made the day before, spiked of course. We'll have a local band come play and party late into the evening.
Christmas at the farm will be like no other. We'll decorate the giant pine trees on the property, dress up the miniature burros like reindeer and attach a sleigh to them. On Christmas morning the kids will wake up to their Opa dressed as Santa Claus bringing them presents. We'll make a puzzle in front of a roaring fire and listen to the surf pound the shores in the winter storms while carols play on the stereo.
When spring comes, we'll celebrate with a cocktail party on the lawn and play croquet like Alice in Wonderland except we won't invite the Red Queen. The orchard will be blossoming, the flowers blooming and the birds singing. We'll eat dinner at long tables with beautiful tablecloths and vases stuffed with colorful blooms.
We'll spend most of the summer on the beach or walking down to the local coffee shop. Maybe we'll make homemade ice cream like they do in the magazines! Tourists will come by the farm for organic produce, eggs and maybe some yarn we'll have made the winter before with the sheep's wool, hand spun and dyed (organic of course). The days will be long and we'll be barbecuing and playing games on the lawn until the sun melts into the ocean.
It may be four years before they retire, but the parties should begin tout de suite! N'est-ce pas?
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