


my grandparents live on the most beautiful farm in minnesota. acre after acre is overflowing with corn, tomatoes, apples, lavender and so much more. chickens and cows run around everywhere. they have three beautiful horses, two dogs and a bunch of cats who have found their way to the farm and never left.
my grandmother wrote me a letter just the other day telling me how much she loves life on the farm, and how she'll miss it so terribly when they move. they are planning to move to the north, and live near itasca state park, which really is the most beautiful place. i am sad that i won't be able to spend time on the farm in the summer, or watch the snow fall on the barn in the winter while we sit around the fire sipping hot coco. but i am looking forward to long hikes in the forest, and walking through the headwaters of the mississippi river. she said that she knows her and grandpa are getting "too old" to farm now, but i swear they're as young as the day they bought the farm.
her letter got me thinking about the kind of life i would like to have. there are so many places i would like to live, so many jobs to try out, and so much to see. my grandma always tells me she wouldn't have it any other way, that she knows she made the right choice moving from germany to live on the farm with grandpa and raise a big family. i wonder if i'll ever find that perfect life. i dream of a snowy cabin in the mountains, or a ranch in the heartland, or maybe a house on the lake. what does your dream life look like? where would you like to spend your days?