Some Day

Some day we're going to own some land, and my hands will finally feel the earth in them as I break ground on a garden.  

Some day we'll keep bees for honey, goat's and a cow for milk, butter and cheese, and chickens for eggs.

Some day we'll have a few fruit trees, and I'll keep apples, plums, and hopefully figs fresh and canned year round.

Some day I'll have a flower garden, completely for cutting and keeping roses, hydrangea, hyacinth, peonies and tulips around my home.

Some day we'll have a pond for fishing, which we'll stock with all the catfish G can eat and more.

Some day I'll have a cellar, cool and ready to be filled.  Rows upon rows of shelves with food we grow ourselves.

Some day we'll have a stockpile of wood for a fireplace we gather round in the winter.

Some day each bed will have a quilt and there will be a pile of them in a chest.

Today we lay around dreaming aloud, talking of that day that hopefully isn't too far away.  My husband told me the other night that he never envisioned me wanting these things.  That I'm a city girl, through and through, he had thought.  But this city girl bleeds green, and the earth has always called to her.  So long as it's not too far from a city.....a woman needs to be able to buy wine!