A New Little Life

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Happy Friday Dirt Roaders! I hope that all is well in your neck of the woods. I thought that I would share a bit about the new little life on our hillside farm, today.

Our first time mama, Cleo, had a little one yesterday. So tiny and precious. It’s always so exciting when they calve.

Daddy had to check it out too. I was driving the Gator while our daughter was snapping pictures. It was a beautiful day yesterday and that made it perfect.

In other news…I have been moving things around and rearranging. Now I need to clean this farmhouse from top to bottom. Whew.

I hope that your weekend is bright and cheery…no matter the weather…and I hope that you are blessed with something new…from above.

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January 74th

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Have you seen that on Facebook? I believe that it says something like…”It feels like January 74th. Or is it 73rd? Whatever it is…this weather is hormonal. It affects us in lots of ways doesn’t it? I tend to talk about the weather here because it contributes to moods and activity.

This year has kind of went by in a blur so far for us. We found out last fall that our daughter was having some physical problems so we have made several trips to St. Louis. That puts everything else on the back burner and that is definitely okay. We think that they have her on the right track now. We are so thankful for that and for the way that the Lord has directed our steps.

It’s supposed to snow a little, or sleet, and rain, tomorrow. In April. January 74th…you have been a long one.

I have been prepping for summer a bit. A pillow cover made from an old feed sack added a bit of warmth to this January weather. 😉

If it feels like January 74th to you…just hang on. It will be August 87th before you know it.

Love from the Farmhouse,

I Fall to Pieces

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Lol…that’s a golden oldie. This is how it feels when you go to the grocery store around the first of the month in our town. You feel like you are gonna fall to pieces…or pull your hair out.

It feels like everyone and their neighbor comes out of the hills and hollers for a month’s worth of sustenance. Lands a mercy. And you know what? I always forget…until I pull up there. Good gravy, that’s a packed parking lot!

So, my sweet daughter and I waded the crowd. First we made it down the chute at the front door, like a bunch of deranged cattle with carts. Then we rounded the corner to the goodie aisle. (You ALDI shoppers are catching my drift.) We refrained from spending much there…just picked up a swanky little wok spatula. Anyway…we made it out unscathed and even saw a good friend. It was a profitable trip…but downright crazy.

If you head to the store today…don’t fall to pieces. We need you to remain calm. Insanity is overrated. 😉

Love from the Farmhouse,

A Little Talk With Jesus

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Do you all sing that at your place of worship? It’s one of my favorites. Just a little talk with Jesus is so important isn’t it?

Have you been worried lately? I have. It’s my biggest fight. Life can be really hard. We have been dealing with more than one stressful situation for awhile now. It’s hard to not let worry become a constant companion, especially if you have anxiety issues. I love the verse in that old song that says “I may have doubts and fears, my eyes be filled with tears, but Jesus is a friend who watches day and night.”

As if we all don’t have enough on our minds…then we feel concern over things that happen across our country. It can be very overwhelming. Talking to the Lord, and listening for His still, small, voice…brings peace. When I was a little girl, my momma would sing a song in church that said, “The only real peace that I have, dear Lord, is in You.” He is the Prince of Peace in this troubled world.

Hang in there, Dirt Roaders. There are brighter days than these…up around the bend.

“I go to Him in prayer, He knows my every care…”

And just a little talk with Jesus makes it right.

Good Morning!

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I’m barely making it under the wire. It’s 11:50. I might get this published in time to actually say “Good Morning!” but if not…I appreciate the grace. 😉

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sent that to my MIL on Facebook this morning. An appropriate funny for a Monday…don’t you think? She knows that I’m crazy…so it’s all good. (I’m not sure where that little arrow is coming from or why the s isn’t capitalized…maybe it’s because it’s Monday. Sheesh!)

shot of our mantle on IG today. I stated there that it had all the things needed for winter. Twinkly lights, good books, and greens. Well…probably also the Keurig…but it won’t fit up there. 😉 Anyway…good morning and Happy Monday, Dirt Roaders.

Love from the Farmhouse,

Hold On

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We have had some warm days lately, how about you? After the freezing temps…I have enjoyed it. Those sunny days seem to help you hold on for the hope of spring, huh?

I don’t mind winter too awful bad…but I do enjoy spring popping up around the corner. More time outside and more fresh air. I am always a little sad to see the cozy season go…but I like the hope of new growth.

Do things seem bleak and wintry for you right now? If they do…hold on. God is not far, far, away. He is right there…and He will help. This morning I was reading about those Hebrew boys in the furnace. The king was amazed that there appeared to be four in there, and one was like as the Son of God. Wow. Hold on friends…and don’t let go. It won’t be winter forever.

Love from the Farmhouse,

Old Man Winter

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Is Old Man Winter getting up in your grill? Lol! He tends to do that…when his breath is below freezing. I threaten to wrap up like a burrito, in a blanket, this time of year. True story.

I have been doing a little “winter reset” around the Farmhouse. That keeps Old Man Winter off of my back. Little bright touches of pretty.

My in-laws gave me this gorgeous, handmade, sign for Christmas. It’s the perfect touch for a more neutral palette after the holiday season. Fresh and clean. January is good for that. I got a slow start with that…but I’m getting a little skedaddle in my get along now. (If you don’t speak Ozarkian…that means I finally got in gear…on week two.) Burritos don’t get much done.

Our sweet friends gave us this ottoman. It’s so cozy and our kids love it. I was gonna put it in the basement but I got overruled. That’s okay…cozy helps keep Old Man Winter at bay. Crusty ol’ feller.

Love from the Farmhouse,

Good Morning!

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Hey guys! Are you bright eyed and bushy tailed today? I wouldn’t go that far myself, but I do have the bed stripped and ready to go in the wash. Does that count? Well…good morning anyway. Lol!

If you follow along on Instagram…you might have seen my post about Grove Collaborative this morning. I wanted to share it here too. It’s a great company to order household supplies from. I am so excited about the last order that came in the mail.

Here is the link so you can check it out:

https://www.grove.co/referrer/271608/

So…I hope that you are having a good…no…great morning. I hope that your coffee is still hot. I hope that you have supper plans made. I also hope that you stay warm on this winter day.

Speaking of supper plans…I don’t have a clue. I’d better shake a tail feather. 😉

Love from the Farmhouse,

A New Page

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Hello sweet Dirt Roaders! How is life treating you? I hope that you all had a Merry Christmas and are having a happy start to 2018. Whew! Can you believe it? Time flies!

We have been fighting off sinus germs here. It hasn’t been super fun. It’s also freeeeeeezing cold here in southern Missouri. I guess it is winter though, at least in our neck of the woods.

The Mr. braved the frosty weather and grilled steaks over the holiday. They were really good. A little taste of summer…in the heart of winter.

I found the quote above somewhere on the internet. I think it’s fitting for a blank page, how about you? “where no foot has been before…” God is like that. He beckons us to put down our fear and run to Him, as He guides. What better way to blaze the trail of a new year, than to follow the Leader?

Love from the Farmhouse,

Happy Thanksgiving

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This is always a tough week for me. Thanksgiving is my favorite holiday, as far as the gatherings go. I love the meaning of Christmas…but the commercial side…flips my wig a little. Overwhelms me. Anyway…this is also the week that my sweet daddy went to be with Jesus, four years ago. But…even in that…there is a place for…happy Thanksgiving.

Today when I opened my verse of the day…this was it:

This is the verse that we chose to put on Dad’s stone. Coincidence? I think not. I think that God is so personal in our everyday lives that He parents us. All of us. We just have to listen with an open heart. “With all your heart.”

My parents were so young and crazy. We grew up together. That being said…I feel like I got the best of both of them. That makes me feel loved in a way that I cannot explain. Lord…I am so thankful for the intricate things that you do.

Last night we had Thanksgiving with our babies. We paused to give thanks, taking turns. I sat there and relished their words…but also their sweet faces. It’s always a bit vulnerable when your turn rolls around. I gave thanks for underserved grace, my husband, and then our children. Our kids will always be my greatest accomplishment on this earth. I do not take that lightly and I know that it was a gift given between the Almighty, my husband, and myself.

I hope that your Thanksgiving is full to the brim. I hope that you enjoy it “with all your heart.” I hope that you look at your kids, like my daddy was looking at me, in the photo above. Most of all though…I hope that you feel the presence of Jesus in every corner of your life. He is good to gently flood into a life like that.

Happy Thanksgiving, sweet Dirt Roaders,