Here are a few pictures of my parents farm in New Jersey.
The backyard.
The pond behind their house.
I picked some tomatoes from my mom's vegetable garden.
Moar farm.
This is in the front yard...
Brooks showed up later that evening and we loaded a bunch of stuff into the back of the box truck. This is us taking a break on the front porch in my grandpa's chairs.
We had to load the rest of our stuff with a forklift
This was the sunset on our way back up to New York.
On another note I'll have you know that New York is turning us into refined gentlemen.
Oh, and to finish the post, I came home a couple days ago and Brooks was on the floor in his underwear TAKING APART THE TV!
MOAR!!!!