One Day at the Farm

We drove about an hour to Milford, NJ in Hunterdon County to Bobolink Dairy & Bakehouse*, owned by H.'s high school friend Jonathan and his wife, Nina. We were invited to the cow farm for a pig roast in honor of Jonathan's 57th birthday. Even though we're reading Charlotte's Web a chapter per night with Punch, I have to tell  you that the slow-roasted pork was delicious. I thought of my grandmother, Rosie, who grew up poor on a farm near Genoa. And of Dad, who always loved to hear about Jonathan and Nina. 

But now I want to catch some sleep. A cat nap in the car doesn't compare to a deep Sunday afternoon snooze. It just scratches the surface.  

By the time we left, stars dotted the night sky and Punch and H. each made a wish on the first one they saw. Good night.  Some pictures:

Gateway to heaven--and hard work.

The old farmhouse.

I love the vintage tablecloths.

Punch got to feed the chickens, and Jonathan gave her some eggs.
She also helped Nina make peach-topped dessert bread  in the bakehouse after dinner.

TCOY

1. Went to Mass...late, but still....
2. Breathed in that farm air...that sunshine.

*at Union Square NYC Greenmarket Fridays-- 8-6 per summer schedule. Check website.