This weekend we decided to pack our bags and head south to a quaint little farm called White Oak Pastures, that promised of dinner and a nights stay. As we walked into the pavilion where dinner would be served, we were greeted by the owner himself who was both charming and hospitable. Throughout dinner he walked around, greeting and introducing himself while answering any questions we had about the food and his farm.
We sat down to begin our four course meal as a man took to the guitar to croon us through dinner. The pavilion was strung up with twinkle lights as though to resemble the blinking stars in the night sky. The wonderful food was paired with even better conversation. With tummies full, we ventured back to our quiet little cabin under a sky full of stars to settle in for the night.
Upon waking up, we started the coffee and found 6 fresh eggs and a quiche in our refrigerator ready for us to enjoy! Andrew opened our kitchen shades and yelled with excitement to hurry and look outside, a herd of sheep was running behind our cabin! Our lives are now complete.
We set out to explore the little farm which is filled with free range chickens, cows, sheep, and greenhouses.
Post first adventure, we set our course for the near-by Providence Canyon State Park.
“I felt my lungs inflate with the onrush of scenery—air, mountains, trees, people. I thought, ‘This is what it is to be happy.’” -Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar