That's what we are becoming. The Lord sure is giving us a lot of opportunities to live like country folk, in spite of the fact that we dwell in a townhouse. Does this mean he is preparing us a home outside of town? If so, he is also preparing for us a mower and a plow and something to push that plow... and lots of gas for many trips into town. :) I'm kind of liking the idea, although I have to confess that for the past forty-some years I have not been trained to keep up the work ethic that is needed for country life. It's never too late to change, and miracles do happen. I am looking forward to a miracle in my character.
So far we have been on a hay ride, weeded a big garden, harvested carrots, potatoes, and corn, and enjoyed a nice outdoor campfire and meal. That's country-ish, don't you think?
Last weekend we added apple-juicing to our list of countrified activities. We learned how apples go from this
First we gather the apples.
Then we separate the good apples from the bad. The pigs get the bad ones. It's their dessert. :)
Next we wash the apples and cut out the bad parts.
Then comes the fun part. The apples go into the grinder,
and from the grinder into the press:
And from the press into the cup/jug/mouth.
We'll be adding raking leaves, shoveling snow, and milking a cow to our list of experiences. Stay tuned!