I guess from time to time I enjoy writing about something other than fabrics and sewing (yeah, I know, a little hard to believe, huh?) But since I've been much more occupied with other outside projects instead of my usual inside passion, this might seem just about as far away from fabrics as one can get. As I've shared before, my husband comes from a farming family, and he himself has had a passion for tractors, soil, and flat fields as far as the eye can see since he was about my son's age. One could defintately say in his case that you can take the boy out of the farm, but you can't take the "farmer" out of the boy.
Even though I have been around large machinery all my life (my grandfather and father both worked in the heavy equipment industry) I have never experienced farming to this degree. Really "auf dem Land" (in the country) is so different than anything that I have ever been a part of.
... the men up early, out with the machinery, and in the fields before breakfast, actually getting to experience the full result of hard labor returned. The women in the house, the kitchen, the garden, preparing meals, coffee and cake, moving from one task to the next to support those that are working hard. Often having a feel to it like it was in the old days, but just with a little bit of modern technology.
While talking to my mother-in-law, we mused at what things must have been like on the large farm hundreds of years ago. I cannot imagine working from daylight to dark with no washing machine, no diswasher, primtive baking appliances, and making it all happen.
... well, I caught the tail "end of making it happen", and I must say at the end of the day it is quite a fulfilling thing to have been just a small part of the process that puts bread on our daily table.
Do you have any stories or memories of times spent "auf dem Land"?( in the country)