A blog about farming, unschooling, feminism, 22q deletion syndrome, cooking real food, homesteading, permaculture, and motherhood.
Wednesday, 9 December 2009
Blizzard: Winter Death Storm 2009?
Mother, wife, sister, friend. This is our second year on the farm, a dream we've had since we were first married. We unschool, AP parent, and grow our own food (or try to).
Wednesday, 2 December 2009
Explanation of Santa letter.....
Sometimes we get too wrapped up in being adults and only "wanting" what we need instead of dreaming BIG. For me the adventure begins with that big dream and I have never shied away from listing it out, announcing it to the world!
This adventure we are currently living started that way. I want a farm, I announced. I want apple trees. I want a big old four square farm house. Chad said, I want a creek or a pond and woods. Lily said, I want a pony.
And so it began. At the time it was an impossible dream and now look!
As my close group of friends are working on Christmas lists and communicating what they need, but there is not a drop of whimsy or promise in the pot. Christmas needs a bit of singing from a top a teapot wearing a silly hat, yo!
I challenge all of you, write and post your own Santa letter. Put out there what you want for your life, your cupboards, your family, or even just your heart. Shout it out and dream it BIG.
Love to you all!
This adventure we are currently living started that way. I want a farm, I announced. I want apple trees. I want a big old four square farm house. Chad said, I want a creek or a pond and woods. Lily said, I want a pony.
And so it began. At the time it was an impossible dream and now look!
As my close group of friends are working on Christmas lists and communicating what they need, but there is not a drop of whimsy or promise in the pot. Christmas needs a bit of singing from a top a teapot wearing a silly hat, yo!
I challenge all of you, write and post your own Santa letter. Put out there what you want for your life, your cupboards, your family, or even just your heart. Shout it out and dream it BIG.
Love to you all!
Mother, wife, sister, friend. This is our second year on the farm, a dream we've had since we were first married. We unschool, AP parent, and grow our own food (or try to).
Dear Santa, Love Mama Podkayne
Dear Santa,
This Christmas I would like my house in Des Moines to sell to a loving owner who appreciates it's history and architecture, but I'd settle for anyone who can offer what we have mortgaged plus closing fees. You know, though if I was wishing big, I'd ask for you to pay for the mortgage and I'd donate the house to orphans. It would make a great orphanage!
I would love to replace all the bee equipment that I had but gave away just when I was feeling hopeless about ever getting a farm. A hive full of bees would be the bees knees too!
A cider press/sausage press like my grandmother used to have. The old fashioned cast iron kind.
A 10 button folk accordion. I know, I can barely pluck out a tune on the piano, but accordion is in my Cajun blood.
I would like my husband to shoot a deer. Not just shoot at a deer, but to hit it and manage to address it for meat. It would do great things for our freezer (though we don't technically have any room), but also for morale.
Appeture. A macro lens, a zoom lens, and a new uv filter. Maybe a fancy sparkly camera strap.
I also hope for the weather to be nice. We don't have our chimney lined yet so our wood stove is not hooked up and functional.
Oh and world peace while I'm asking for things. I have enlisted family delploying to Afghanistan this summer. I'd like them to come back to their beautiful daughter, even better, make it so they won't have to go at all.
Love, Mama Podkayne
PS, each girl has their own list. I'll send those along soon.
PSS......Say hi to the elves for me, distant cousins they are!
This Christmas I would like my house in Des Moines to sell to a loving owner who appreciates it's history and architecture, but I'd settle for anyone who can offer what we have mortgaged plus closing fees. You know, though if I was wishing big, I'd ask for you to pay for the mortgage and I'd donate the house to orphans. It would make a great orphanage!
I would love to replace all the bee equipment that I had but gave away just when I was feeling hopeless about ever getting a farm. A hive full of bees would be the bees knees too!
A cider press/sausage press like my grandmother used to have. The old fashioned cast iron kind.
A 10 button folk accordion. I know, I can barely pluck out a tune on the piano, but accordion is in my Cajun blood.
I would like my husband to shoot a deer. Not just shoot at a deer, but to hit it and manage to address it for meat. It would do great things for our freezer (though we don't technically have any room), but also for morale.
Appeture. A macro lens, a zoom lens, and a new uv filter. Maybe a fancy sparkly camera strap.
I also hope for the weather to be nice. We don't have our chimney lined yet so our wood stove is not hooked up and functional.
Oh and world peace while I'm asking for things. I have enlisted family delploying to Afghanistan this summer. I'd like them to come back to their beautiful daughter, even better, make it so they won't have to go at all.
Love, Mama Podkayne
PS, each girl has their own list. I'll send those along soon.
PSS......Say hi to the elves for me, distant cousins they are!
Mother, wife, sister, friend. This is our second year on the farm, a dream we've had since we were first married. We unschool, AP parent, and grow our own food (or try to).
Thursday, 26 November 2009
This Life
The girls are growing so fast. Everyday Blueberry adds more words and Lil'Bug inhales everything she can about the world around her. Our days are filled with good food, paint, and farm chores. I am teaching extra classes and it feels like a whirlwind this semester with all that has happened in the last six weeks. When I get a minute I just stop and watch the girls instead of blogging or chatting on the phone or even just catching my breath. I don't want to miss a minute of this wonderful life.
My car should be back from the shop in the next two weeks. Great Grandma is visiting for the holidays. Semester finals grading crunch begins soon. All in all it has been a fantastic year for us here on the farm, busy but productive. This is the life we dreamed of and each day it just gets better and better. It doesn't hurt that I learned to cook. Ha!
My car should be back from the shop in the next two weeks. Great Grandma is visiting for the holidays. Semester finals grading crunch begins soon. All in all it has been a fantastic year for us here on the farm, busy but productive. This is the life we dreamed of and each day it just gets better and better. It doesn't hurt that I learned to cook. Ha!
Mother, wife, sister, friend. This is our second year on the farm, a dream we've had since we were first married. We unschool, AP parent, and grow our own food (or try to).
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