Not a creature was stirring not even a mouse
And what to my wondering eyes should appear
A daughter not seen for close to a year,
The biggest surprise I think I have ever had. My oldest who has moved to Scotland came home for a Christmas visit. It was a surprise and apparently all the family and then some managed to keep it a secret for months. All the gifts in the world could not have made a better gift than our family being together. This is the time of year when young children's eyes sparkle with excitement with the thought of what awaits them under the tree and the adults wish nothing more than to have family together. This happened for us this year. A little early, but the best gift ever.
We had copious amounts of visiting, eating, remembering, decorating, eating, eating, baking, cooking......well you get the picture! Such a busy time of year. Our family at Middle River Farm wishes you the same happiness. I know it can be stressful time but take a moment and breathe........and remember how lucky we are to have!
written by,Katy Ward
How the breath clings in the air. How the ice forms, how the snow falls, how the land becomes white and undone from its November gloom, painted in a bright homey cheer that reminds us of warm fires and close family. I am from the great white north, where the woods goes on beyond belief. Where it is wild, where it is rugged, this is my home.
Currently, I live in the Highlands of Scotland, and have done so for the last year and two months. Scotland is very much a land of fantasy. Its drama, history and people create an atmosphere that makes even the most traveled souls stop in wonder.
Yet cradled in the mountains, my mind danced back to the place where I grew up. The family, the friends, and the cold.
It was a delightful surprise for my mother (and the dogs) when she found me in the living room, and the look on her face was worth the three months of secrecy. She was delighted and from that moment onward my two weeks were spent between people and food, the passing landscape so fleeting from my fingers. The rest of the family was excited too and after so long it was good to see their faces un pixilated by skype or facebook chat scratch.
Food was the defining moment for my mind, even now as I go back to the store bought food of Scotland. I recall the bacon, potatoes from summer kept in the cold storage, canned vegetables, eggs and bread. Oh man, I can't get over their bread. Makes me want to chew the keys off my laptop in hunger.
Food brings my family together, and we had many cookie bakes, tea, a big Christmas dinner with my now infamous Pecan Bread Pudding. Food brought us all to the same table, to each other's smiling faces and I was given the thing I remember best about home, Love.
It was good to see the place I was raised, the place I built the foundations of my life. It lead me to Scotland, and to my second family.
I'm back now, restocked in precious maple syrup, glad of my visit home and how it will have made Christmas easier for mom and dad. How it will make Christmas easier for me. I will think of the bitter northern wind on my cheek, dusting the landscape white, bows hanging with their loads until they drop in a flurry of powder. I will think of going inside and sitting by the fire with tea and a slice of toast. I will think of home and family.
Merry Christmas to all, from the Ward Family!
written by Kelsey Ward
Merry Christmas to all and Good Health in the New Year!