plans and dreams (ahhh if only time would hurry…)my mind is racing forward to spring. here on my modern homestead i’m planning and dreaming away….
- i put money down on two goats that will be coming to live on my little homestead, next spring at four weeks old!!! they’re milk goats (nubians, this breed has the highest buttermilk percentage of milk goats) resulting in me being able to make cheese, soap etc. =) i’m purchasing two does and will (artificially, cause i can’t stand bucks in the least) breed them and sell their babies or use them for meat…
- i bought three apple trees, an apricot tree, a cherry tree and a plum tree. also i’m hoping to purchase and plant grapes.
- i’m fencing in my front lawn, and will use it for an extra grazing area for my two horses….because i’ll need that time it takes to mow it, every week, to care for all my “new” additions =)
- also i’m making maple syrup in next month!!! this year i’ll be making it over a wood fire!! i still need to make my boiling stove…but onward and upward…i’m excited!!!
and i think that’s all the homestead news i have for you today…lol
i’m in love with my chickens – call me crazy but there’s something about watching them, so carefree and happy it calms my heart. coming home after the racing mode and deadlines of my office life this little bit of solitude and peace is something i look forward to and enjoy.
animals have a way of reconnecting us to what is really is important in this life and also showing us what isn’t. right now for me at the beginning of 2017 it’s my faith. my job. my family. my animals. and lastly my friends….in that order as well.
i wish that i had time to commit to hobbies, but so far this year i’ve only been able to enjoyed a tiny relaxing evening each day…consisting of a quick dinner and a five minute house pickup. then after my shower i turn all the lights off, save the lamp over my chair, and cozy up in a blanket to enjoy a book and steamy mug hot chocolate. i normally fall asleep after i complete a chapter and my foamy hot wonderfulness.
one day life will be different. one day my weekends won’t consist of house remodeling. one day my house will be finished, decorated and lovely. and then (since you’re never ever too old to learn) i will devote my time to hobbies and study….
…until then….it’s work. sleep. repeat.
how was your christmas?
mine was perfect.
i enjoy the season so much that the 25th wasn’t quite as fun as the, many, days leading up to it – for me at least.
i spent the month of december opening my online gift purchases. decorating my little home-space. sipping hot chocolate. baking cookies and other yummy christmas treats for my family and others to enjoy. wrapping gifts. mailing out christmas cards. giving gifts to my neighbors and mailing some to far-away living friends. listening to christmas carols non-stop. reading christmas books. reading and re-reading the christmas story. watching a few of my favorite christmas movies. and spending quality time with distant friends and my lovely family.
i also had some not-so-enjoyable memories from this month. my pipes froze. i had to haul water for my animals from my bathroom. my stove pipe slide down and created an emotional melt-down. (only because i was too stubborn to ask for help sooner, but i finally did) people very close to me hurt me with their actions and word more than i can fully express in words.
but i choose to not focus on the negative and instead dove head first into serving others and really holding on to the season for the first time in my life. this years celebration with my siblings was; by far the most wonderful evening we’ve ever had. i wanted to bottle the moment up and keep it with me forever.
my loveliest memory of the entire season was on christmas morning. sitting with my family in church. all dressed up and singing my favorite carol. silent night. what a way to begin the day and what a special moment.
the last morning of october is now history. it was a lovely one. october should (seriously) get the first-place award for containing the perfect sunsets and dawns.
but it ended with it’s best display…a crispy atmosphere, pink colored sky line and a slice of a golden moon…i found myself holding my breath while gazing at this wonderful sight.
october is my favorite month…it holds the anticipations of the holiday season (I enjoy the expectation of the holidays more than the actual days themselves). its chilly. inviting all the sweaters and boots to appear. but not too cold to include gloves and frozen noses. soup and other warm food begins to grace the tables. it’s positively wonderful!i took advantage of the bright, full moon, dawns to ride my horses…around the newly harvested fields. forgetting for a moment that i was an adult and would have to be in the office within the hour. instead i marveled at our shadows, created by just the moon. the first birds songs. the smells and all the other little joys that comes with being with nature while it wakes. i love those moments (they don’t happen as often anymore) where you can be yourself, or that little kid inside yourself. to just smile and think crazy thoughts or dream impossible dreams.
but now it’s november…
i was born to travel. i’m one hundred percent sure of this fact. but the realization that my house has become my home, happened during my last trip. most likely it was due to the fact i was alone and was thinking a lot.
like officially after living here for a little over a year.
i’ve called it home, but now it feels like my home.
and I love it like home.
what did i miss?
i missed my cozy living room on sunday afternoon. making my own cup of wonderful coffee. looking at the tufted titmouse on my feeder as i washed dishes, after preparing my own meal. filling my chicken’s water as they all crowd around. sweeping my porch. hanging clothes on the line, before work, in the dim morning light.
i missed home.
i miss my home.
have a good weekend!!!
i snapped this of the fading autumn sun the other night, as i climbed out of my car after work. i’m so glad i live in a world where there’s octobers, but seriously though!! this weather is so wonderful and all the sights and smells just warm my heart and i’m constantly smiling.
as weird as it may sound i’m more inspired to try and fit in bit of cardio when the weather switches. for some reason the heat in the summer is depressing and i lack motivation. but this crisp air in my lungs and the brightly colored leaves to look at, who wouldn’t want to kill a mile or two outside?!?!
i’ve been checking off my fall cleaning list; the break from my home remolding has been so welcomed. but as i clean my mind is still racing forwards with ideas for the future and my pinterest account is so full of neat diy pins.
hopefully i mowed for the last time on saturday…gosh bundling up in a coat and blowing through mounds of pine needles isn’t so fun. but i believe i can confidently say goodbye to the weed-whack….definitely the worse chore around.
happy hump day,
i woke this morning to the sound of rain on my roof. and i was instantly awake and smiling. there isn’t a better way to begin a day here in indiana, during the fall, than with rain. one that leaves the world feeling bright and clean. and all those lovely fall leaves so much brighter….
my house instantly felt cozier….
my blanket warmer…
my coffee sweeter…
my day perfecter…
even though it was still 3:30 in the morning…but that’s it is=) i love my mornings!
all was perfect. so naturally i went and began to bake a pear tart. i mixed together the egg whites, pecans and powder sugar with my hands…all the while trying to keep up in my “just awake” brain. next came peeling those lovely pears and dumping everything in a sauce pan to simmer…all the while sipping on my fresh cup of coffee. it turned out wonderful!!! filling my house, to the brim with it’s fabulously (very) fallish smell. i love the seasons…sometimes i think god created them specifically for me (but then that’s silly because i know how far from the truth this thought is) but i can’t help it!
now i’m going to eat some of my pear tart and then to work i go….
traveling solo taught me so much. but by far, the biggest lesson learned was that i need to possess more self-confidence while making decisions. i came to a point my second day in providence when i was like; just because i planned to see something doesn’t mean i have to go there….my next destination was completely up to me at that moment. this was a huge relief to me.keeping my cool in the times when i absolutely did not know the how or the what regarding the next step, was a lot of work for me. but i got through and thoroughly enjoyed floating from one place to the next… gone was the “list checking” girl. i focused on what was around me, instead of the next place. living minute by minute, giving up the control.isn’t this a simile with our walk with god, a reminder of how easy it is to try and control our every plan. our quest to see the end results, instead of looking up and enjoying the sunshine or the thunder above us. we try and resist giving up the “control” of our lives that we think we have. it’s a scary thought. but just like traveling, in the long run it’s actually so much easier and way more fun. not to mention the stress that goes away and the sheer enjoyment of the gift of life that comes with this decision. does this mean i just throw away my schedule book and just live without any plans or goals. no i still have those in place but i also have the joy and freedom of knowing that he made me and had planned my days, so why do i worry and stress about the unknown. I’m going to stop forgetting to enjoy the life i’ve been given. “for i know the plans i have for you,” declares the lord, “plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future.” jer. 29:11
i’m not the girl who you’ll see in jeans and boots. more like am in a chic outfit, completely unrelated to the outdoors or animals. if i told any passer-by that i lived on my own mini farm, they wouldn’t believe me.
but i’m a true farm girl.
i’m the girl who’s feeding her horses in workout shorts and a tank top, complete with boots. hay sticks to my sweaty arms. i’m tired. it’s been a long day, i have normally just completed a short workout. i gather eggs, most of the time i don’t have a bucket so i carry them in my shirt and i drop one more often than i would like to admit.
this is real life.
my boots, sitting faithfully next to my front door, are more wore than that girl i pass in rural king…but you’ll never see me in them in public. i wear those at home…every single day. side note: i’m the girl who’s actually never been thrown. i can ride better than most. but this fact you’ll never know.
i love my horse so much. after a tough real life situation he’s the one who hears about my trials and sometimes if i cry he sees. he’s my baby.
i’m a country girl. i’m real.