johnnyhongkong says…

there are days that seem to last longer than normal in that whimsical, languid, easy-going, relaxed way and though each of the last seven days could be described as such, the entire week on the farm went by way too fast. here is a typical day from our last week:

8:30 am: Roll out of bed
9:00: Breakfast
10:00: 1/2 mile run in the crisp country air and workout
11:30: Snack
12:00 pm: Read the paper/nap
12:30: Hang out and snack while Mama Milan makes dinner (”lunch” apparently doesn’t really exist out there)
1:30: Eat dinner
2:00: Nap/snack/read
4:30: Read/snack/play with Baby Milan/go out to the barn (we only did barn work once on Papa Milan’s 50th birthday)
7:00: Hang out and snack while Mama Milan makes supper
7:30: Eat supper
8:00: Read
9:00: Drink triple berry slushies with vodka and snack while hanging out with the family out by the pond with the moon rising just over the horizon and a small bonfire going for roasting marshmellows. Get bitten by mosquitos.
11:00: Bedtime

On our second to last night there, Mary Milan and I took a little evening walk down a dirt road and began considering what it would be like if we could live in pastoral bliss forever.

photos and a report on the dopest cole slaw to be found at a plank tabled shack and other adventures in the culinary arts of the midwest still to come.