"A cool evening air was descending on the 25-acre farmstead, blowing across the pond, around the barn, through the apple orchard and into the windows of Mike and Jenny Thomas's two-century-old, red brick farmhouse. The dinner hour had come. Edith, five, and George, three, enthusiastically rang a bell hanging near the kitchen door, sending metallic peals back into the early dusk. Mike sat down at the head of a wooden table, his wife at the other end, their four children along the benches between."
"A decade earlier, Jenny and Mike had been urban Democrats of a progressive and granola bent: the sort of people who shop at farmers' markets, read about psychoanalysis, volunteer at community gardens. But they felt some frustration some lack. They fantasized about leaving the city behind for a simpler, purer life in the countryside, and 11 years ago they finally took the plunge."
A cool evening settled on a 25-acre New York farm as the Thomas family gathered for dinner and prayer, with children ringing a bell and the family crossing themselves before homemade pizzas. Jenny and Mike had left urban progressive lives and moved to the countryside eleven years earlier, seeking a simpler, purer life. Running the farm proved hard but fitting for them. Mike developed an intense spiritual connection to the land, reading Thomas Aquinas and other philosophers, and came to believe in God's existence. Jenny emphasized that being Christian required more than a vague spiritual identification and raised questions about how to live that faith.
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