Hannah and I went to Detroit to see the family for a day of clearing for the family cemetery. It is part of the deed of the Basford property, on the most beautiful piece of land I have ever seen.
A wonderful few hours of walking in the woods with Hannah and Mom, Hannah asking lots of great questions about what she saw and Mom telling her many of the same things she taught me at the same age. At one point, Hannah holding my hand and her gram-gram's hand.
Zeb bought a new gas grill which Kimmy, Wes and Zeb spend a few hours putting together. They put in the pick-up truck to move out to the bonfire so H got her first ride in the back of a pick-up and is now sold that its the way to travel!
Uncle Wayne, Zeb, the skidda, and chainsaw started clearing. Aaron and Jen arrived. As a side note, if anyone hasn't been watching Aaron and Jen's year of fitness and health, you have to go check our their Facebook pages, truly amazing!
I, Grace, twisted my ankle on my second trip out in the field as part of my master plan to not have to work so I set up near the grill but no I didn't cook. Aunt Ginny arrived driven by McKenna with her newly acquired license. Jeremy and JJ's and children arrived by bike and ATV. Great conversations about where the road used to be, where the different generations ice skated in the field, where the paths between the farm and the "little" house were and who used them along with current activity of cheer-leading, who has a girlfriend (wont embarrass Ian) and how many kiddos graduate next year from the family. There was plenty of food, beer and fire
As I write this, I try to think if there was something remarkable about the day that makes it worth a blog and I realized yes, 
Family. No One cares if you comb your hair (ask Hannah) or if you have a huge hole in the butt of your pants (ask Zeb), they just care. No matter how long since you have seen each other, you belong. 
Family. No One cares if you comb your hair (ask Hannah) or if you have a huge hole in the butt of your pants (ask Zeb), they just care. No matter how long since you have seen each other, you belong. 
Nathaniel Basford has the right idea, live there, die there then let your body go back to the land there
