The wedding was beautiful. The schedule was wonky, the prep chaotic, and some of the planned activities didn’t end up happening, but all in all, I’d have to call it a success if no reason other than this: I married the most astounding and wonderful example of a human being that I have ever had the privilege of knowing. I’ve been to a dozen countries on four continents and about as many states here in the US, and I can say with confidence that she is one of a kind and I beyond lucky that she has chosen to share this life with me.
Of course, when the drinks are empty and the guests departed, life continues. There are still pigs to feed and dishes to clean. But the day to day activities of building up a homestead and raising a family all seem to have a fresh coat of polish on them.
Maybe it’s just that the wildfire smoke from California and Canada has cleared, but to me everything seems brighter and fresher now that I have married this wonderful woman. The turkeys’ feathers are brighter and more colorful too. The rabbits hops are cuter. Every day I wake up and there she is. My wife. Sometimes I just can’t stop smiling. And I don’t intend to try stopping.
So what’s next for Huckleberry Hills? Well, we have this lovely bar that my mother, brothers, and nephew helped me build. It’s situated on the edge of a very picturesque setting with lush greenery and a beautiful backdrop of forest. With a little tidying and another mowing before the cool sets in, we figure we can offer up the space for other weddings.
The pigs will be ready for butchering right after Halloween, and over the winter we will be upping our incubator game to really try to move some baby birds in the spring.
Our little monkey bear is learning to walk, so naturally whatever work we are doing has to periodically stop just to clap and tell her she did so good!
In short, life goes on. Just better than before.