From our home to yours,
Guys! There you are and here I am. Just popping in with a quick line because….May is crazy! It almost rates right up there with December on the busy scale. Our kiddos have been a bit busier than usual so that means mom is too. So…before I pop back off of here and clean this house a bit…a few pictures from the Farmhouse.
If you follow on IG you know that a few beeish things have been abuzz here. There is something very earthy and summer-esque about honey. Anyway…it’s been fun. I have some friends that have inspired this new little love. Thanks Maranda and Kristy!!!
Do you guys have your Americana decor up and running? I have been adding touches here and there. So much fun!!!
Whatever you guys are up to I hope that your summer (almost) is off to a great start!!! Okay…now off to clean a little before I have to make my next kid drop off.
Love from the Farmhouse,
Hello…from the Ozarks. I hope that everyone is well today. Things are coated in green in our neck of the woods. So…although the song says “smoke” pollen does get in your eyes.
I am takin’ it easy today. We cleaned and scrubbed over the weekend, so that is done for a few days. I had a project that I needed to finish for the church, and that is done too. Of course…laundry is chugging. It’s a hobby of mine. 😉
On a side note: It’s yard sale season! All the junkers pump their fists. Above are a few treasures from last week. All the heart eyes for kitchen goodies.
(Crate and Barrel)
Whatever you are up to and wherever you are…I hope that the pollen can be parted and you can get on with life. Wear goggles if you must. We won’t laugh. Much. 😉
Love from the Farmhouse,
It’s Thursday, Dirt Roaders! It’s almost the weekend! You have made it! Fist bumps all around! Today I thought that we would visit a little bit about Farmhouse Hygge. Have you been hearing the word hygge tossed around? If not, I will elaborate a bit.
Hygge (Pronounced HOO-GA) is a Norwegian and Danish word for a mood of coziness and comfortable friendliness with feelings of wellness and contentment. It has become a very popular vibe for home decor, especially the more casual and relaxed farmhouse, cottage, and log home styles. I love the whole concept. Surround yourself with things that feel like home to you. I tend to use that hashtag when I post something that feels very hygge to me.
If you have followed here very long I’m sure that you can sense the love for things that mean home to us. Most of the things that I keep have some sort of meaning behind them. I tend to shop second hand for older things. I enjoy things that are gently loved and look like they have a story to tell. Lots of the things that we have are passed on from family members or friends. My mom, my mother-in-law, and I, tend to pass things back and forth between our homes. “Here…I’m tired of this for a while. You wanna use it? Just don’t get rid of it when you are bored with it.” lol! My mother-in-law is using a Victrola cabinet that my mom let me use in our first home over 20 years ago. I’m telling ya…we are no stranger to the junk swap. My mom has a wooden cabinet above their toilet that was my mother-in-law’s. My mom also has a barn wood corner cabinet that my father-in-law made for us. The longer I work on this post…the more things I can come up with. I’ll not keep listing stuff. You’re welcome. 😉
Whatever your idea of hygge is, I hope that you have it. I hope that you surround yourself with things, colors, textures, scents, and photos that you love. If Farmhouse Hygge is your thing…I hope that you go for it. If simplicity floats your boat…may you enjoy that to the highest power. This ol’ world can be kinda (a lot) crazy. I hope that whatever your idea of home is…you step into that at the end of the day. Whether it’s in a New York City apartment or at the end of a dirt road, may your heart breathe a little sigh of contentment when you get there.
Love from the Farmhouse,
Clean laundry!!! That’s what you get. I don’t really have 16 loads…but I have our washer swishin’ and our dryer fluffing. I am so thankful for the washer and dryer. I know this isn’t super exciting stuff…but it’s real life. Since I was sick over the weekend I didn’t get much laundry done. It breeds when you take your eyes off of it.
This vintage print hangs in our laundry room. I love it. Hanging pretty things in your laundry room or area is key. After all…it’s pretty much a hangout.
On another note…May 1st. Can you even believe it? This year is zoooooooming by. The sun has been shining here in Southern Missouri the last couple of days. It’s beginning to feel like spring. Just in time for summer. 😉
Do you guys make your own laundry soap? I have been thinking about it. I use the wool dryer balls in the dryer, but I still use liquid detergent. I don’t have front loaders but I do have he machines. I would love it if you would leave me your laundry thoughts. Recipes on homemade soap…bring ’em. Is it worth the hassle? Does it scratch your Gain itch. lol! I know…I know…we don’t need all of that artificial fragrance…but I am a scent lover. Blame this ol’ schnoz on the family tree.
Don’t worry, Dirt Roaders, I don’t owe my soul to the company store. Or our washer and dryer. lol! Jesus owns that. I do a lot of laundry though. I’m not complaining. It’s a comforting way to serve our family. I have said before…I will take this over walking down to the pond and scrubbing them on a rock. That is what you call doing laundry!
Over here with 16 loads. (Jaaaaay Kaaaaay!)
Good morning, Dirt Roaders. Here we are. Made it through the weekend and stumbled to the coffee maker. Does that sum up your morning? Whether you are a jump out of bed kind of person or a stumbler…here we are.
My weekend was rough. Actually all of last week wasn’t too easy. I think that I am in a flare…which seems to happen in the spring. Most of the time I can push through the Fibro stuff and live a semi normal life…but I had to take a big time out this weekend. My family is so supportive though and that means so much to me. Yesterday, I was reading in my Jesus Calling devotional and it was talking about people finding time with the Lord and that sometimes it’s from the sick bed. Not a place that any of us want to be….but most of the time…we learn Continue reading
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.
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,
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,
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.