Thursday, December 25, 2014
We are all tucked inside our cozy home, enjoying each other's company, on this most precious day. I have all my "littles" (who are not really littles) under my roof, in my care, and that is truly the most wonderful gift that I could receive.
We are expecting quite a bit of snow...up to 10 inches....by tomorrow morning, so we will have a very white Christmas indeed. As our children live across town I am trying to convince them to either spend the night here with us, or take their leave early....a Mother worries.
We exchanged our gifts and I received such thoughtful things.... Treasures from the heart are the dearest gifts and mean so much to me. I am so thankful that my family values the little things. Sigh....(in a good way)....
I am hopeful that I might actually post in the coming year....I have been beyond neglectful here on my little blog. I have so many things that I enjoy and think that I will share, but the moments pass all too quickly. I will endeavor to try harder...stopping and taking the time to share the delights and diversions of my little corner of this world.
I truly hope that your Christmastide is peaceful, gentle, hopeful, kind and mostly that you are surrounded by those that you love. I hope that your prayers have been answered and that you know that He listens and loves you.
May the Good Lord Bless you and Keep you,
Saturday, October 18, 2014
I found this little drawing from my childhood. I must have drawn this same scene 1000 times or more. I think that this one was probably from my Jr. High years, as it was amongst those papers when I came across it. It is nothing special from an artistic standpoint, but it is ever so special from a spiritual standpoint....
You see, I had a rather difficult childhood, sometimes full of ugliness and uncertainty, sometimes sprinkled with happy days and bits of sunshine. But I had hope....hope that one day I would live on a farm, a happy farm, with a husband....a kind and loving husband, children...wonderful children, and chickens...don't forget the chickens. I don't know why, as we were not very religious, but I had a deep sense about prayer, about a loving God and his desire to listen to our hearts.
Years passed, and I drew this scene again and again, keeping it on my young heart.....
Times changed and we left the unhappiness behind and came home to our beloved Colorado. I was asleep in our old station wagon as we entered Boulder, the beautiful Flatirons marking the entrance, when my sweet Grandmother (who had helped us with the move) hollered towards the backseat and said, "Wake-up...we are home!" I remember thinking how blessed we were to have those strong mountains, just like hands, keeping us safe forever and ever.
I still kept drawing my little homestead....over and over...adding little bits and bobs after I watched my favorite show..."Little House on the Prairie". I just knew He was listening....
Then years later, my Beloved and I, and our wonderful children were given the chance to live on a little homestead tucked against the foothills! We have an old farmouse, an outhouse (just like in the picture) a garden, a clothesline, chickens (of course) and lots of happiness. Just like in my little picture....sigh....grateful, grateful to my loving God.
So if you are reading this and there is something dear to your heart, pray about it, draw it, breathe it, ASK HIM....He is listening....have hope. Have Faith.....
Monday, October 6, 2014
Just a glimpse of a simply lovely day here on the homestead.....
|A new mouse has joined our family...|
|The wee door...all decorated for Autumntide...|
|Lace and sunlight....|
|Canned Corn anyone?|
|The lovely colors of Autumntide...|
|Clean Stuffing...is extra...|
|A peek of the porch....|
|A quiet spot....|
|A little icebox refrigerator...picked up for a song! Keeps our sodas nice and cold....|
|My little Soda Fountain dressed for Autumn....|
I have so many thoughts and diversions to share with you! Until then I remain.....
Friday, May 30, 2014
I was going to post today about all the little things in my cozy life here on Honey Hill Farm. About alpacas, the garden, some sewing I have planned...just the simple everyday lovelies that make up our lives. And then we received a phone call from out Soldier Son....
A fellow soldier, his first friend in the Army, was killed yesterday in an aircraft accident in Afghanistan.
All the "little things of life" suddenly seemed to stop and fade away...
He was a joyous, sweet, kind, funny, newly married, young man. His family, his delightful family, is heart-broken and asking to be remembered in everyone's prayers. They are leaning in and laying down all their grief at His feet...searching for strength.
If you would be so inclined would you please say a prayer for this family? (I do not wish to disclose their name here on my blog without their permission.)
Also, all the young men who have served with him are in a state of shock and it would be very uplifting if they might be remembered in your prayers tonight as well.
Tuesday, March 11, 2014
The lamp on the table was a Goodwill find...how lovely
It is Wintertide...still...again....sigh.... The snow is coming down with great fury, sometimes sideways, covering everything and anything in a coat of white. I have just returned from my sojourn outside...checking on critters, starting a fire in the greenhouse, and gathering more wood to keep the back parlour stove blazing...now it is time for tea!
The curtain on the left works wonders helping my dear little kitchen to stay warm!
I will endeavor to make my bread this afternoon, but first must warm-up our cold kitchen. If I close the curtain that leads to the dining room, I can harness the heat from the wood stove in the back parlour. We do indeed have a furnace, but I keep the house relatively cool compared to the temperature that encourages bread to rise.
This cozy vignette is in my kitchen....I love the light gleaming through the lace
While the snow lends it's luster to the out of doors, the shadows of the afternoon have crept inside. I will have to light my lamps early today.....
A wall pocket in our entryway...it holds the very last addition of our beloved Rocky Mountain News
Now, I shall wait for Dearest to return home, tending to fires, baking, keeping a keen eye on our critters and looking forward to the warmer temperatures promised for later in the week. I have grown weary of this Wintertide and look forward in earnest for the warmth and joys of Springtime.
Wednesday, February 12, 2014
I have longed to visit with all of you in this New Year of 2014, but my heart and priorities led me inward, towards home, keeping close to kin and hearth.
Dearest had knee replacement surgery in January and has been bravely moving forward through the long process of healing. He will have his other knee operated on next month, hoping to be in fine fettle before the summer embraces us with all its diversions. I have been his faithful nurse, offering cold compresses, hot soup and loving encouragement.
We are now the proud parents of 4 Alpacas. It is a long story, but they came to us around Thanksgiving and we have enjoyed their gentle ways, learning as we go about their care and feeding. I promise a post dedicated to them....your heart will melt.
There was time to organize my dear old cottage after all the Christmastide decorations were tucked away. I re-arranged a few rooms, tidied closets and drawers and made a list of any little repair that might be needed. I also made a list (I keep it in my purse) of any item that I might want to look for at yard sales, antique shops, Goodwill, etc. throughout the coming year. For instance, I have a darling print for the middle bedroom, but no frame. Now, I could just go and buy a new one, but honestly, I would rather find an old frame, so I will be patient and look for a beautiful one...a lovely pursuit. Antiques, the gems of recycling...
This will be a year of concentrated effort to broaden our skills with regards to our garden, greenhouse and canning, drying and storing the bounty. I fear that we are headed for some difficult times as a country, and I hope to be prepared to not only be a blessing to my own family, but to those who may need a helping hand. Keeping a full pantry and root cellar will be a very good place to start.
My sewing room has been long neglected, but will be a bee hive of activity as I have need for some new aprons for the coming year. I have a stash of fabric that will be put to good use...darling and practical...my favorite combination.
We have no big plans for projects this summer, just the usual maintenance that an old house requires, along with gardening, tending to our animals and enjoying the sunshine after the longest winter I can remember.
So, here I am, back to a routine, hoping to share my simple, lovely life in the coming days...it is my dearest hope you will pour yourself a cup of tea, settle in and join me...I have sorely missed your company.