I can’t tell you how much I love it here.

Leaving our old home was less than ideal.  So much stress.  And DANG.  We loved that house.  It made the magazines and books for crying out loud and we were proud of all our hard work and creativity.  But we had outgrown in it many ways and now here we are on our “dumpy little rental farm” as we affectionately call it, we work NON STOP and collapse into bed at night with aching bodies but life is good.

We don’t make good renters:)
HA~
Well, at least I don’t and hubby does so much of my bidding.
It’s hard to me to look at the more unslightly parts of this farm and KNOW how amazing they could be.  The whole point of being here is to learn as much as we can and to save for “the big one”.  (Which Joel has just recently, to my joy, announced will “have it all” – orchard, grapes, beef cow, milk cow, scads of hives, CSA, etc…)

As creative as my mind is and as hard as it is for me to sleep at night (on account of ideas) I am, the most content I have ever been in my life.  Compared to a lot of people I know, I have “nothing” (in the stupid American sense of “having it all”).  For example, sometimes driving down the road I totally forget what a piece of —- vehicle I have.  It’s loud.  It’s rusty.  It’s full of dirt from all these projects.  

 The Obrjeen Machine.
The only thing I am proud of is that plate!
And I will laugh OUT LOUD when I realize how horrible it is compared to the Escalade next to me.  

It totally cracks me up!

But oh do I have it all.

I know Jesus.
My husband is JUST AMAZING!
I am blessed with hilarious, loud, creative, messy, gorgeous children.
We are blessed with health.
I’ve got 3 acres to enjoy just by walking out my door.
I’ve got SO MANY chickens I can’t even count them.  
A garden that really, while lacking in a lot of ways (read: ROSES!) is just so amazing considering we “just got here”.

The breeze blows. The trees shade.  Chickens cluck and cluck and cluck.  The garden gives and gives and gives.  And I pinch myself to think God willing, I will never live in town again.



These photos are from a couple weeks ago and I confess, pretty lame– so tomorrow I hope to grab the camera for while and catch the gorgeous growth that has occurred.  But I miss blogging so much I wanted to throw this post up and I will try to expand upon it tomorrow.
Bonne Weekend.
Angela,
Parisienne Farmgirl