We have been in Idaho at my grandpa’s place this past week. When one comes to ‘The Farm’ time slows and you kind of lose the outside world in exchange for a slower pace and more rustic life.

I get here, I cocoon myself in Idaho and never leave, despite the plethora of things to explore.

This trip was planned to explore the other. We spent extra days to insure our ability to explore! Stop number one was the Church of the Wildwoods.

As a kid we would drive by this tiny little building that would suddenly appear as we wound our way to Grandpa’s house. I died to go, but didn’t push it because I wasn’t so interested in attending a service.

We went on an overcast day, the cemetery, which was established only a century ago, swarmed with Mosquitos and the grass grew tall with wildflowers and weeds. I gained an understanding of why holidays where honoring the dead were important as no one tends this cemetery. It is wild and beautiful. If I were to be buried, it would be a place like this.

The church was locked but cute inside, lined with pews and silk flowers. They still have a Sunday service. Overall, it was lovely and I’m glad I finally stopped and took a walk that I’ve wanted to take since I was a little girl.

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