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my life as a farmgirl

February 10, 2010

…{the foolish man seeks happiness in the distance;
the wise grows it under his feet}…
– James Oppenheim –

believe it or not, i come from a long line of farmers (and proudly so). i may not have been born with a green thumb or a fondness for tending livestock, but i do have an innate appreciation for all aspects of farm life. some of my most favorite childhood memories include tire swings, daydreaming under hundred year old oak trees, riding on the tractor alongside my grandfather, sleeping on sheets that were dried outside on the clothesline, drinking water from the pump and standing beside my grandmother in her farmhouse kitchen drying the supper dishes with starched flour sack towels. for me, there’s no greater joy than the sweet simplicity of days spent on the farm. time actually slowed down and the fullness of life could truly be savored in every moment.

after our first little bundle entered into this world, it didn’t take much time before we had our *aha moment*. this little child of ours deserved the best of what the world had to offer… room to run, land to explore, corn to husk, trees to climb. our imaginations went to straight to work. oh, the adventures he would have.

before his first birthday, we became the proud owners of our beloved farm. i distinctly remember the day we brought our parents out to see the house for the very first time. they looked at us like we were out of our minds. what they saw, was an 1830s farmhouse in great need of some TLC, not to mention the bright teal cabinetry and the absence of a working toilet. but what we saw… was pure possibility… our eyes were bright with the vision we had of our family living, loving, growing on this farm. fortunately, our kids could overlook the many imperfections and see what a priceless gift a simple, humble life could be. life is good on the farm

today, the farm is covered in a blanket in snow. it’s one of those days perfect for hibernating in front of the fireplace, reminiscing about our journey and just enjoying the beauty of the landscape that surrounds me. i am so thankful for life’s small blessings… the mossy old shingle roof on the dairy barn, friends of the feathered variety, the perfection of nature, reminders that beauty can be found in unexpected places, a home built for peacocks, a perfect hiding place for hide & seek, my favorite weeping willow -and- “home sweet home” built by my favorite cubscout. isn’t that what life is all about… nesting and loving and growing and living in the moment? may your day be filled with the beauty that surrounds you and may you find perfection in the details!!

photos : copyright sage creek 2010

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11 Comments leave one →
  1. Denise permalink
    February 10, 2010 7:22 am

    I love it! What a great way to wake up this morning 🙂

  2. February 10, 2010 9:05 am

    christina…oh so beautiful…how lucky are we to live where we do; how lucky are our children that they wake to peace and beauty every morning…

    • February 10, 2010 2:15 pm

      hi kristin…
      very lucky indeed. thank you for your comment because it brought to mind just the right word i was searching for as i wrote this post. **PEACE**. that’s one of the most magical parts of living on land. you can actually see the stars, you can feel the soft breeze and aside from the kids playing & giggling in the background, the soundtrack of farm life is made completely by nature itself. peace… tranquility…. joy.

      – all my best, christina –

  3. February 10, 2010 11:42 am

    the thoughts and pictures are so beautiful. i want this…someday…
    ~Tara

    • February 10, 2010 2:12 pm

      hi tara,
      perhaps it doesn’t have to be “someday”. nesting can take place anywhere, and the fact that you are inspired to do so for your family… well, that is where the real meaning lies. it is evident to anyone that reads your beautiful blog that your family means to world to you and i assure you, that’s what their memories are made of!!!

      – all my best, christina –

  4. Deb Plapp permalink
    February 10, 2010 1:32 pm

    Love your photos Christina. I spent many summers at my grandparent’s farm in Wisconsin. Some of, if not most of my best memories are from summers spent at the farm. I still drive by the property every chance I get when I go to Wisconsin, usually over Memorial Day. The buildings are no longer there, and it is now owned by the state, but I still have my memories. Thanks for sharing your memories. I always have felt very comfortable with you, perhaps it’s our days on “The Farm” memories. Love, Deb

    • February 10, 2010 2:09 pm

      hi deb…
      so nice to hear your voice here on the blog… although, i love our little chats in the shop, as well. no words quite describe the nostalgia we share for farm life. you are right, it is a common bond for sure and such a source of inspiration for my shop as well.

      – all my best, christina –

  5. February 11, 2010 7:18 pm

    Oh how I miss the feel of the farm…The very best that life has to offer us… is the simpliest ones!

  6. Ann Burnham permalink
    February 12, 2010 7:59 pm

    Your winter photos are stunning. You have your values right, Christina. You have created a home that your children will always be proud of! Thank you for not getting wrapped up in all the phoniness that I see today.

  7. February 15, 2010 8:28 am

    Christina!!! Those pictures are just beautiful!!! I love when you share a little bit of you!

  8. September 9, 2010 10:41 am

    Thank you for the wonderful story and sharing the heart felt connection to the farm, where nature and the spirit connect.
    I have considered myself a farmer for as long as I can remember although, unfortunately I have not lived on the land for the past 12 years.
    Good grief, have I been in a “holding pattern” waiting to return for that long!? It is time to do something about this!

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