Now I Lay Me Down To Sleep

This weekend, we'll be laying our heads in a luxury tent on Kinnikinnick Farm in Caledonia, Illinois, a working farm that welcomes guests to unplug and dig into farm life and leisure. In the morning our only alarm clock will be the sounds of the awakening farm.  The kids will help with the morning farm chores of gathering the eggs and milking the goats and then we will use those gatherings to make our rustic campfire breakfast.  The rest of the day will be spent conquering the hay mountain, fording the farm's stream, and building forts near the farm's giant sandbox.  As the day draws to an end, we will all have a hand in harvesting our dinner ingredients as we learn for sure that food doesn't grow in the supermarket.   We'll all have a part in bringing our slow food dinner to the table, as the farm pace languishes and nighttime settles over our tent.

Lately, the mister and I have been playing way too much tag-you're- it with hauling kids from one end of town to the other in rush hour traffic while eating dinner from a greasy paper bag.  We are finally unraveling ourselves from the rush, rush, rush of laundry and emails and deadlines and packed calendars.   This weekend we are going to unplug in every sense of the word.  Feather Down Farms accommodations are lit with candles and lanterns and water is actually hand pumped.  There is not a clock or a calendar in sight, but there is plenty of roasting marshmallows, reading stories by candlelight, and strolling along country vistas.   Sounds like the perfect cure for the common suburban curse.

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~Photo Courtesy of Feather Down Farm Days~