Full Circle

October 23, 2011
This past weekend, we went on a road trip.  This was the first time that I brought my children back to see the house that I first lived in.  It had been over 22 years since I had visited rural New Jersey; a lot had changed.  My best friend’s dairy farm was long gone and the corn fields that we would run through were now filled with large homes.  We took a drive up to see my old house.  It looked so different.  I expected it would, as so much time had passed.  Small trees were now giants.  Memories came flooding back.  As we continued up the road, there was an organic farm with a  farm stand.  Somethings had changed for the worse and some for the better.
I felt on this trip that I came full circle.  I had forgotten a lot about my early childhood years after living in Los Angeles for almost 15 years.  As I returned to the car after snapping up these photos, my husband said to me, “I can understand now, why you wanted to raise chickens.”  I thought about it for a minute.  He was right.  I suddenly had a better understanding too.  Farming experiences from my early childhood must have made a stronger impression on my character than I had ever realized.  Coming “home” suddenly made sense.


Photo Credit:  Tilly’s Nest


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2 thoughts on “Full Circle”

  1. My folks were both Army so I was born in St. Louis. As a child we moved to IN and OH then down to GA. My Mom's many siblings stayed in GA & TN so every summer of my life I got to run nuts on their working farms. The countless memories of animals, land and people fill me with warmth still today. As you say it is no wonder it is such a strong part of me and why keeping chickens is like breathing.


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