Showing posts with label farmhouse. Show all posts
Showing posts with label farmhouse. Show all posts

Sunday, June 5, 2011

Farm Beauty

No internet lines all the way out in the county + 2 kids + making this house a home + starting a farm = not much time for blogging.

That's right, no internet lines. We are paying for WiFi right now....by the minute. Yikes. We've put a request in for an internet line, but I'm not holding my breath. As much as I love sharing my love of healthy food with the world, it's going to be much more infrequent. Every once in a while I will post some pictures of what we've been growing/doing/eating.


Onto the good stuff...


Our field is thriving, our kids are thriving. We all feel so alive out here. The food tastes better, the house stays cleaner (still trying to figure this one out), the air feels fresher, the kids are sleeping like rocks at night. We still can't believe we are here.

So far we've planted: tomatoes, cucumbers, lettuce, strawberries, beans, peas, cantaloupe, pumpkins, corn, peanuts, broccoli, brussels sprouts, kale, and peppers. Once everything is in the ground, we will start building a chicken coop. I can't wait for our chickens!

We knew we would love it here, but didn't realize how much. Here is what has been going on around here...

















Wednesday, May 4, 2011

We are alive

We are alive, we still have boxes to unpack, we have dirt under our nails, we have a fridge full of local produce and happy eggs, we are spending most of our time enjoying the fresh air, we are eating good, we are happy. Oh, so happy.

Seth is thriving. He has tried so many new foods (his first in years) since we moved in. On his own - without any prodding. He is finally able to use his muscles, splash in puddles, throw dirt, and yell at the top of his lungs without bothering anyone. He is so happy.

Farm life seems to fit Ella also. She is so happy to follow Seth around, splashing in the same puddles and throwing the same dirt.

Rhett is my own Charles Ingalls. That man knows how to work. I am so appreciative of all the things he can take care of on his own - painting, making shelves, planting flowers, digging up dirt, planing gardens, teaching the kids, etc. He loves getting his hands dirty. He is such a man, and I love him.

I am cooking, hanging clothes on the line, and playing with the babies. I am realizing how healing nature can be. How clean, alive and free the fresh air can make you feel. How dirt in your toes can energize your entire body. I feel so much more domestic here than I ever have. I love love love it.

I have tons of great pictures to upload. Our internet here isn't quite what is was up in the big city. Stay tuned...

Tuesday, March 1, 2011

dream : reality




Well, folks, in a few short weeks we will be leaving the city behind us. We have finally worked it out, and we are moving to the farmhouse! It's been crazy around here, that is why I have been absent. I can't promise too many posts for the next little while either.

But, once we get there, I will be photographing the transformation. Grass turning into food, city kids turning into country kids, a 9-5 husband turning into part-time farmer, and me cooking my way through all of it.

Big things are happening...