My first year here in Pennsylvania was a little rough, emotionally – I didn’t know anyone and Tom was traveling more than not. I’ve talked about how friendly people are here, but making an actual friend turned out to be harder than I had hoped. Luckily, thanks to my mom, I met Beth, and soon after that I met Erin. It has made all the difference in the world to have these ladies (and their families) in my life – and I think I’ve learned that good friends are worth the wait.
When I took my first pottery class in January, I wasn’t expecting anything but some lessons on how to throw. I’m generally a shy person so unless someone else makes an effort to talk to me, I will be content to stay in the background. I happened to sit next to Ange (pronounced like Angie) and I assume she started talking to me, because we found out very quickly that we have a lot in common. A lot. She has two boys that are just slightly older than each of my girls. She dabbles in all sorts of crafty pursuits, and most importantly, she drives a Jeep. When she mentioned her husband was a chef, my radar went up – when I found out Brad is also a fan of Anthony Bourdain and Alton Brown – well – it was kismet, no?
We’ve now had three family dinners together and last week, Ange invited us up to her neck of the woods for a playdate. Brad’s aunt has a wonderful place in the country with a huge yard, ducks, bunnies, chickens and a koi pond. Plus, she lives next to an Amish family that has quite a large farm and there was the promise of being able to peek in on the cows and horses. Sounded perfect to us.
We stopped first at the Amish family’s farm stand. The kids found a tiny mouse to follow around and picked out some pumpkins.
And made zombie faces. Of course.
At Linda’s, we watched the ducks paddle out of the creek and waddle up her backyard, pet a chicken, some bunnies, and ooohed over the koi (the pond is right in the middle of the picture). I love her landscaping – which was completely flooded only a few weeks ago, believe it or not.
One of the chickens. Crazy looking things but so soft.
On our way to visit the farm, the kids got sidetracked with picking grapes. I’m pretty sure this was their favorite part.
Trouble. Adorable Trouble.
At the Amish neighbor’s farm, we fed the horses corn shucks.
And a bottle to a hungry calf.
As if all that wasn’t enough, the girls had begged to play on Brenden and Aidan’s pirate fort, so we stopped back at Ange’s house for a few minutes. (By the way – she painted that wicked awesome flag – she’s got serious skills, people.)
We had a lot of fun, in case there was any question.