In our concrete world, it’s nice to find a place where you can connect back to nature. A place where you can follow your own biological clock instead of following a dictated schedule. You’ll find this amazing freedom at Diamond Rose Ranch. It’s an easy drive, just off Highway 68, but when you pull your vehicle off the main highway, you’ll find yourself in a special spot where nature will wrap you in its beauty.
Walk right up to the large colonial white farmhouse and rest in the rocking chairs along the front veranda. Through the open windows you’ll smell the delicious aroma of homemade chicken soup and fresh brownies being set out for lunch. Mrs. Graver will welcome every visitor at the door, complete with her hair swept up and a kitchen towel over her shoulder.
The afternoon will offer just about everything you could wish to do. There are paths to walk, woods to hike through, and a barn full of animals to visit and feed. Or your choice might be to rest in one of the many hammocks stretched across the numerous shade trees. If you’d like a more active afternoon, you could ride their fully equipped all-terrain-vehicles around the 80-acre ranch. Whatever your choice, you won’t be disappointed! Your day will end by enjoying an old-fashioned pig roast, complete with massive side dishes and your choice of drink.
Diamond Rose Ranch is open to the public daily, but call ahead for reservations, as they do tend to fill up fast.
What would I do with a free plot of land and unlimited resources? I’d begin building the vision I have seen since my young adult years. Imagine a beautiful 100 year old barn located in the soft rolling hills of southern Ohio. Just to the left of the white-washed barn is a large white gazebo, with red rosebushes surrounding its circled walls. Behind these two structures is a pond with a fountain spraying from the center. A perfect backdrop between the gazebo and barn.
To get to the gazebo, you’d have to cross the little stream that runs from the pond. There’s a wooden arched garden bridge that connects the two shores. The trail you follow is bordered by pink Rose Thrift, their colors popping along their grassy mounds.
There would be a white open-board fence along the driveway to the barn with cottage flowers all along the way. Baby alpacas would be grazing to the right. Just beyond the alpaca field is a row of tiny cottages, their window boxes a delight of color.
Here, in this magical place, people could come to celebrate their special moments in life. They could get married. Or say goodbye to their loved one. They could stay and rest for a few days in the cottages. They could walk along the paths that connect the barn to the gazebo to the alpacas to the cottages. They could enjoy the pink of the sunrise and enjoy a glass of wine while watching the sun set.
All this is what I would do if I was given the chance to make it happen.
The morning in the barn was electrified with our anger.
Words trapped within now hurled between us.
You stormed out in anger and I was alone.
I thought we’d never come back from that one.
Then you returned and we talked.
Understanding the other isn’t always easy
Accepting another view is difficult.
Our friendship has been washed with our honesty.
And we leave the barn smiling, hand in hand once again.
If we don’t use forgiveness, we lose our relationships.
The Moment in my busy day
That causes me to reflect
And refresh my soul.
The moment when I stop fighting and accept.
When I choose to believe.
When I feel hope for tomorrow.
When I feel peace in the pain.
This is the moment when I know
That my life will be different.