“As I go about my days, I can’t help but have a pure disgust for this world. It’s awful. I spend everyday watching as people hate one another. They bow to their idols. They choose themselves first… I look around my own house, marriage, and life to find so much idolatrous clutter. I am disgusted!
I feel like my body is crawling with 1000 bugs and I am trying to throw them off. Panic sets in and I’ve become more and more desperate to purge my life of sin and immorality and carnality. I wish to be a minimalist. Not because it’s a fad. But, because my life has taken on a form of its own. It has followed the gluttonous ways of this world and I no longer want anything to do with it…” [an entry from my journal] Read more
I have many, many fond memories of Christmas at our farm growing up. The sights, the smells, the crispness in the air. How mom & dad decorated our wonderful little farm cottage. And I my playhouse… just envision tinsel. Lots and LOTS of tinsel! You know the fluffy garlands you buy at the Dollar Tree? ? It all just takes me back to yesteryear when I was little and carefree.
Our slice of heaven was a little green farmhouse in the outskirts of Ashland, VA on about 5 acres. The property had a two-story red barn that dad would hang this gargantuan vine wreath on. It was cross-fenced with three board wood fences, open fields, a gravel drive, enormous, old trees and, as I have today, lots and lots of critters.
It was everything you could imagine – a genuine sense of peace, the smell of good food cooking, beautiful hardwood floors with puddles of melted snow by the doors. Chickens flittering about the back porch and some even brazen enough to make their way inside the farmhouse.
Except for the clucking of chickens, neighing of horses, and baaing of goats, there was a still quietness that softened even the worst of days. A stunning life.
Yep, I’m a farm girl at heart and will always be one. Though I don’t mind a quick trip to the city here and there. I do love to travel. Read more
JACK, ANNABELLE, LAMBIE, AND ALL OF OUR FARM CRITTERS.
MAY YOU HAVE BLESSING UPON BLESSING AND
THANKFULNESS IN YOUR HEARTS TODAY AND EVERYDAY.
Let’s make today fun and light shall we?!? I am sharing a farm to table style setting live from Brookview Farm in Goochland, VA! This farm is chock full of history and doesn’t disappoint in views, that’s for sure.
It’s that time of year again! Time to peruse all of the details of a decorated farmhouse. Before it gets covered in muck boots, farm-wear, and the aspects of a farm that don’t need to be highlighted here… ahem… let’s follow Miss Lambie to the front porch.
It’s the most wonderful time of the year. Truly. Christmas to me means so many things. This season just warms my heart. Celebrating the birth of our Savior, Christmas Eve service at my church, parties with family & friends, musicals at church, Christmas music. The wood stove burning, cookies baking, pot roast in the crock, and coming home everyday to my humble little farmhouse decorated with some of my favorite things. Love, LOVE it!
Today won’t be one of those deep hearted posts. I’ll go easy on you this time. 🙂 This one is just pure joy from my heart. It’s me sharing some of the good things happening WIW (while I wait) on that BFP (big fat positive). My home is one of my favorite distractions from the struggles we go through. As I’ve said before, we truly believe our home is our sanctuary. Coming home pleases Brooksie and I like nothing else.
So, here are a few of my favorite things enjoyed during this beautiful season of celebration. Read more
Yesterday, a bunch of girlfriends and I got to take a much needed, and albeit rare, break from life and mommyhood to do a girls’ day. It has been hard to get together lately, so I was completely overjoyed when I was able to pull a few of them away from their busy lives just to hang out. Me with my farm wife & blogging life, some being mommas to little ones 5 and under, full-time working moms, my sister in graduate school, etc. it’s no wonder I haven’t seen any of them!
Of course, I see many of my girlies every Sunday and some throughout the week but there’s just nothing like a girls’ day, amen? It’s those moments of over-sharing, laughter, and encouragement that can lift a girl’s spirits without much effort.
Every year, Southern Living creates a masterpiece showcase home. Read more