Last weekend we went to a 4th of July fireworks party in a lovely glen on the other side of Bovina. It was about a thousand people who we assume are our neighbors. Everybody brings a dish which is a pretty phenomenal thing to see when everybody is really everybody. I made my mothers biscuit chicken the dish she would always make for picnics. They we’re swept up in minutes so she did me well.
This weekend we practiced living in Bovina Center. In a small “schoolhouse” cottage in the middle of incredible rolling green hills. We cooked outside, hiked primarily in knee hi rubber boots, let the dog off the leash, sat barefoot in the sun and drank beer. All and all it felt totally liberating and totally free one of the most relaxing weekends in years. It’s funny because everyone we meet up in Delaware county seems to have dropped they’re day to day lives to live only this life in escape.
It feel possible there that one cold find oneself losing the plot line of your life. Or maybe finding one.