Saturday, May 18, 2019

happy tears


We will have a wedding in our barn in the autumn of 2020.
We are in the "fluff & buff" phase of readiness, appreciating the 
extra time to get things perfect.

Lately, when I open the exterior door to the hayloft and 
reveal the "take your breath away" beauty of that space, 
I get teary eyed.

We feel so honored to have this farm be part of 
Ian & Emma's special day.
Our cup truly runneth over.

And, I found something special to wear...fits a country wedding
pretty well too.  Sneak peak above.
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Wednesday, May 15, 2019

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Daisy Grace & Lucy Lily 
10 other furry dear hearts call Meadowview Farm home.



Saturday, May 11, 2019

Who's that walking on my bridge?


New bridges arrived Friday!
Ralphie approves!
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Friday, May 3, 2019

so it begins...


May has arrived & I have gardening on my mind! 





Friday, April 26, 2019

Thursday, April 11, 2019

Sunday, April 7, 2019

and, "baa"


A cup of German putz sheep...
Makes perfect sense to me.
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Friday, April 5, 2019

finding our way


I've been thinking about the raspberry bushes in the middle of our block.
Sometimes we would sneak off to fill a bowl to lather with milk & sugar at our 
round kitchen table at 5410 Healy Lane.  I can picture the streets in Monona as if I was riding my bike on them at this very moment...sailing around the Maywood parking lot, shifting gear to climb Sioux Trail, traveling over to Dean's Store for a sugary treat.

I remember what seemed like the best drive to Paoli to purchase margarine, a drive where meat loaf sandwiches seemed to magically appear out of the glove compartment.  And the family trip to Fort Dells, where Lori was captured by Black Bart...and I felt this combination of pride & envy that she was the one.  And when our mom was a newly anointed single parent raising three girls, that brave solo trip we took along the east edge of Wisconsin.

I can trace the lines of the bus rides to day camp in Cambridge; the road to Aunt Frances' in Milwaukee, the route to the A-frame on Lake Kegonsa, and can vaguely picture our cousin Nancy's street in Janesville.

I can feel the paper map in my hands, torn from use...folded poorly.  
But mostly, we found our way by heart.  
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I've been thinking about the raspberry bushes in the middle of our block.
About "What time is it Mr. Fox?" in Winnequah Park.
About my mom's voice calling us home.

We all find our way, somehow.  
It is not always neat or tidy or organized.
But, you see, the journey is unapologetically ours.  
Not predictable, not well planned.

Through grief,
We find our way by heart.  

No map, no easy directions. 

Lately, I have been thinking about raspberries.

Monday, April 1, 2019

kitchen cute




Daisy Grace loves to hang out on our kitchen sink.
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Not sure why, but she sure adds extra adorable to this
original farm sink.  



Sunday, March 31, 2019

there is magic


The Dells Mill in Augusta, Wisconsin is the most 
photographed Mill in the U.S.
One look & the reason is obvious, you
just can't take a bad picture of this beautiful setting.

We are lucky to live just about 5 minutes from this 
amazing place.

While there on Saturday, I was reminded of this change in seasons.
When there is more "next" then "last".
When spring magically arrives.

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Wednesday, March 27, 2019

🐥


Over the years I have collected lots of vintage holiday decorations.
I especially adore the detail in German finds like 
these papier-mâché Easter eggs.

And do not even get me started on vintage waxed Easter grass!

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Saturday, March 23, 2019

kindness

I have come to believe that the greatest character trait is kindness.
It is compassion & help & support & empathy all packaged with a simple bow.
But what a gift it is.  Indeed.


For 6 years, we have found an anonymous gift left at our roadside mailbox to mark
the return of spring.  This year, a robin's nest was tucked into the egg basket on our
mailbox with one sweet lettered egg that said, "spring".  I sense that I may know
the giver from my Barn Sale days...and that she travels from far on a journey homeward.
This tender act of kindness truly touches my heart.  Thank you! 💚


Wednesday, March 20, 2019

Sunday, March 10, 2019

Lucy Lily & Daisy Grace

Lucy Lily

All of our male animals share the middle name, Michael.
But not our girls.

Lucy & Daisy are entering their 4th year of 
blessing our lives. They are our inside kittens.

Daisy Grace 

Saturday, March 2, 2019

sisters

                                            Lori Su               Kari An            Randi Jo

I wrote this to my Lori, the middle sister, on the eve of my 60th birthday in June, 2018.  Lori passed away in November, 2018 at the young age of 62:

Even now, as I ready for a milestone birthday, I still feel the youngest of three sisters - the baby.  I always know my Lori & my Randi will be there - my "angels having charge of me".  I always have felt so lucky because I had these girls - then women - to admire and to claim as mine.  "Sisters" - I say that word with pride.  If mom would have known there would be three of us - you would have been "Hope".  Feels only right. You are most certainly my cup half full. So feel my pride, my hope, my charity of faith.

Tomorrow we will send you off my dear sweet sister.  Skyward.
My heart will always hold you. 💙 xxoo
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