Oh the Pig Scramble- seriously- I hadn't ever heard of such a thing but how can you resist? Children in a corral with piglets and if they catch one they take it home? I hope the piggies won't be too terrified- it can't be a nice thing to have happen but still there is something simple about it. The kids can't wait to check that out.
We seem to have stumbled upon the land of Agricultural Fairs- seriously. I am sure I will learn to keep them straight but they seem to start about May and run until at least October. I can't wait to see how they all turn out- I wonder whether we will like one above all else or whether they will seem similar to each other?
It is a good place to make connections to people in the area and hear about orchards and farms- so many resources. The thing about this place and is the way things are coming in as the universe twists and turns and challenges and answers.-- The electrician who doesn't do computers and isn't online is stumbled upon on some website where he comes highly recommended only to discover he is excellent and kind and a wealth of information, connecting us to the plumber, the lawn care guy and so much more.
Then there is the lawn care fellow who told us about the fairs and which vet is great to work with in the area. From there we connect outward, finding the little points where things cross over and all those tiny x's that mark the spot-- and here we are hearing more and more about the wealth around us. Real, true wealth- the kind that life is truly about. The kind that doesn't involve money.
These fairs are remarkable and the children who show up at our door ready to play and laugh, tell of when they caught a pig at the fair and took it home and how fun it was. Of course, without a barn that is not going to happen with us- it will be Spring before we have animals. And then of course there are the stories of the fairs and the rides and the races and the cows and the chickens and everything in between.
These children are country folk and have so much to offer. The boy newly friending my son grabbed a ladder and climbed right up to mend the laundry line when it collapsed suddenly after I had hung out 3 loads in an effort to stay on top of things (we don't have a dryer) and then told us about when he went to the state competition for pie baking. Another offered to come over and help him with chores - both of them stating the importance of a good work ethic and hard work- and promising to help him find a job since that is important.
I shook my head and smiled and there was teasing (gently of course) that they could teach him a thing or two about work ethic. He smiled and nodded looking slightly chagrined. But I watched these last few days and whenever a chore was in order those boys kept him in line saying, "Uh, you shouldn't stop puttin' those dishes away to talk- your mom told you to do a job." All in a good-natured tone and with smiles on their faces.
There are pig scrambles here and croquet and tag and fishing and walks in literally 10,000 acres of woods and old chicken barns. This is the country life and I find the adjustment fascinating. So, next month, I'm going to a fair with pig scramble and we will see what this is all about.
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