Winter on the Little Sugar Farm

Winter time is so much different than our season here on the farm. I remember it was a quiet time for my grandparents when they lived in the Little Sugar Farmhouse as well. My grandfather was always busy checking on the cows and feeding hay and I think my grandmother got bored and read romance novels and spent a lot of time on the phone. Remember phones way back when there was a long curly cord? She’d stretch that cord as far as it would go around the corner of the kitchen and chat for hours with her friends. The first phone number I ever learned was my Grandmother Junie’s number. 417-226-4487, I always wondered who got that number after it was disconnected because they had it for probably 40 years. It was a party line at first, party lines were where all the neighbors were on the same phone line and if you picked the phone up you might be hearing the neighbor down the road talking. People loved to ease drop on those conversations, I mean social media now is like a megaphone to the world on personal business but back in the day party lines was where you got your gossip. Ok ok us kids were bad, we’d slowly pick up that old rotary phone and listen to the neighbors when we were visiting the farm I mean how bizarre that you could hear other people talking from way far away.

I think Junie was so dang thrilled when they got their own line and then years later actually had cordless telephones, now that was an invention! I wonder what she’d think of cell phones, my Daddy LOVED them and at the time he died they were not even smart. Communication by electronic means, thank god I can’t imagine having lived before the phone and now they’re attached to our bodies at all times.

I’m thinking we will have some device free weekends of retreats on the farm this year, are you in? Could you do without your electronic devices for a weekend in nature in the country? I think I could maybe…. or maybe my fear of FOMO would be too great.

We’ll see. Stay warm ya’ll!