This week we gals are celebrating our guys and all they do for us. Since Father’s Day is this coming Sunday we’re devoting the entire week to the men in our lives – even if they’re not “proper” dads. I think we’d all agree that dads come in different shapes and sizes, with different experiences, teaching methods, and sometimes even different species as “offspring”. What matters is their support and love of their family.
Thanks, fellas, for all you do for us!
Here at Unearthing this Life, I’m very fortunate to have a guy that enjoys helping me with projects and shares many of the same interests as I have. Even when we don’t share the same interest, he’s a great sport and plays along when needed. In fact, this spring he spent a majority of his weekends helping me build poultry tractors, taking me for motorcycle rides, and helping to reign in the birds. Love my guy – dad to one daughter, 17 birds, and two cats.
Starting with his kids, Wei is all about the little live things. While he’ll help in the garden when prodded
and given very explicit directions, I finally discovered the magic formula and started giving him all the tasks surrounding critters–fish, bugs, worms, children, rabbits, squirrels. Of course, now he wants bees and chickens. I’m not planning on letting him know that Chicago allows you to keep pet goats. Here he is at his favorite garden task (sitting in it).
Here at Chiot’s Run, Mr Chiots is always willing to go along with the crazy things I come up with, from installing hoop houses on my raised beds, drilling taps in the maple trees, brushing up on his fish netting skills, to digging the hole for our new garden pond. Mr Chiots can often be found helping me in the gardens at Chiot’s Run. I have written an Ode to Mr Chiots on my blog and won’t reiterate it all there.
Being married to an artist does tend to mean that when the weather is fair I will go entire days, seeing no more than glimpses of my husband. This is alright though, because when I need help, regardless of how heavy, gross, tedious, difficult or complicated the task is, Jeremy is always willing to drop what he’s doing (even when he has deadlines!) to come out into the gardens with me.
Together we have dug fence posts, built coops, tilled beds, eradicated brambles, chopped wood, said hard goodbyes to pets and livestock and even welcomed new life… The list goes on forever, and whenever it’s something important, my man is by my side – ready for action!
(Err… usually, that is. Sometimes he’s a little peeved when he’s helping out and I pick up the camera instead of the shovel.)
Of course he has his goofy side as well; Jeremy has the worst fashion sense while farming, and has been known to utter the occasional Tuskan Raider cry while wielding various hand tools. We’re both known for being a little bit eccentric, but how many artists/farmers do you know that aren’t?
Won’t you spend the week and celebrate your fellas with us?