When you grow up on a farm, your childhood is defined in senses, not words. What I remember most is the way a horse’s coat felt in January, when the soft hair was so deep it’d poke up between my fingers. And I’ve never forgotten that exact, precise smell of a quivering lamb just after he’s been born, when he was in my arms and I was trying to get him to nurse, how his life depended on it. And I can still hear the frogs calling at night, while I walked barefooted through the grass.
But it’s why — for all the reasons I listed above — you should go to Mr. Ed’s Farm this MEA weekend, and during fall weekends through Nov. 2.
It’s five bucks, free for kids 2 and under. And — take it from a kid who lived it — it will be the best five bucks you’ve spent in a while.
My dad isn’t doing this to get rich quick. During the two years he spent getting ready to open the farm, he rallied some wonderful people around him to deliver a world-class experience your family won’t forget. I’ve never seen my dad as driven and as motivated as the day he decided to go for it. I don’t know how he did it, but the chores never became chores for him. If there’s anyone that can make you experience and understand the powerful magic of a farm — it’s him, and the incredible group of volunteers who are working with him.
Get ready to get hands-on with the animals and play in the hay. Explore what my dad calls the old house — a mining-location home filled with vintage kitchen appliances and toys galore. There’s a reason we’ve nicknamed it the ‘Snoop House’ — we want you to open any drawer or cupboard you want!
It’s also the house where I grew up, where I first started to write and logged onto the Internet for the first time. I’ve got a lot of memories there, but they’ve all been replaced by new paint, and the carpets been ripped up. I’m not upset — it was time. It’s an old house ready for new memories — your memories.
Take pictures. Tweet them. Share them on Facebook. If I could be there, I would — but I’ll just have to live vicariously through you, and it will be wonderful to do so.
I grew up on Mr. Ed’s Farm, and then I moved away. But while I didn’t stay, the memories have. They’ll stay with you, too.
Have a great weekend,
This post was originally published on Sept. 5, 2013 on www.mattwebdev.com