I feel very happy and satisfied at farms and like to visit whenever the opportunity is there.
Not the gigantic, mass-production ones. And not the hipster collective experimental.
The proper.
Me and mother in law just took a short trip. They live outside a small Swedish town. After some minor chores were done she asked me if there's anywhere I'd like to go. I instantly replied "a farm". So we went.
It smells cow shit but I love it. You have to watch your every step unless you're dressed for it but I don't care.
As soon as I stepped out of that car and walked onto the lot (checking with people working there if that was OK, of course) I simply felt calm and happy. Especially when walking up to the calves. There were like 30 of them. A big grin on my face, like a five year old.
As a young teenager, a group of us mates would once a year prepare a lunch pack then take of early in the morning to a farm not far outside Gothenburg, then spend the day helping out around the farm. I always fell asleep the nights after one of those visits.
Not the gigantic, mass-production ones. And not the hipster collective experimental.
The proper.
Me and mother in law just took a short trip. They live outside a small Swedish town. After some minor chores were done she asked me if there's anywhere I'd like to go. I instantly replied "a farm". So we went.
It smells cow shit but I love it. You have to watch your every step unless you're dressed for it but I don't care.
As soon as I stepped out of that car and walked onto the lot (checking with people working there if that was OK, of course) I simply felt calm and happy. Especially when walking up to the calves. There were like 30 of them. A big grin on my face, like a five year old.
As a young teenager, a group of us mates would once a year prepare a lunch pack then take of early in the morning to a farm not far outside Gothenburg, then spend the day helping out around the farm. I always fell asleep the nights after one of those visits.
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