On Halloween day, Grandma, Sierra, and I packed up the babies and headed out to Ganyard Hill Farm in Durham. The Autumnal farm visit was not a traditional part of my childhood, but I always wished it had been--so, it'll be a part of Martigan's childhood; that's the magick of having a child. His favorite part of the whole venture was roaming freely through the sorghum, followed by climbing about in the corn crib. My favorite part was watching him, soaking in the autumn sunshine, conversing with sweetheart goats and impatient cows.
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