Country Time!

this is where i come from!

People ask me where i come from

i say i come from where no one else does

i come from the back country

back living in the sticks and twigs

 

 

and then when my friends ask what i had for dinner

i tell them that i had chicken and dumplings

"well where did you go"

we make home made food in the country

 

 

we are crazy people

living in the cold

in the woods

where no one else like to live

 

 

swimming outside in the fall

slinging the hay bails for three cuts

growing huge crops

raising pigs, cows, and chickens

 

 

slinging the hay bails so much

hay splinters over and over again

so sore you can't even flush the toilet

the sweet sweet smell of the first cut

 

 

sleeping in the barn

sleeping in the hay

sleeping with the aniimals

 

getting up at 4:15

 

to milk the cows

staying up til 2:00 am

just to process tomatoes

 

living back off in the country

 

that's where i love it

that's where i'm from

that's where everyone cares

 

huge sunday night dinners

 

shared between three or five families

everyone contributes

but most of all the fresh chicken barbaques

 

blasting the music at the picnics

 

playing it loud and proud

getting along great

running barefoot in the woods

 

playing in the mud

 

running through puddles

catching raindrops on my tounge

wishing for a bone chilling winter

 

not worrying about grammar

 

listening to stories

hearing life lessons

seeing what is left 

 

seeing all that is there

 

experiencing alcohol early

playing all day and night

not worring about bedtime

 

that is what the country is about

 

family and friends, extended family

being outside with the animals

and not caring about what other people say

living the life out in the twigs