Life on an 1857 Farm in Wisconsin.
Sunday, November 29, 2015
savings like snowflakes
Just couldn't end the fun...20% sale in my booth at the Hixton
Schoolhouse Antique Mall through Christmas! Restocked too!
Hixton Antique Mall
Sunday, November 22, 2015
"Squirrel away savings" Sale
Special 30% off Sale in my booth (dealer SPY) at the Hixton Antique Mall for one week!
Now through the close of business on Saturday, November 28, 2015!
Hixton Antique Mall
Wednesday, November 18, 2015
It always feels like I should wait until at least after Thanksgiving
to "Holiday up" my booth at the Hixton Antique Mall...but as I
have been out antiquing, I have found that fall feels like it is in
the rear view mirror. So I have let Christmas & winter arrive.
With tin, Ironstone, enamelware and bits of vintage holiday - it is here!
It looks full...but trust me, there is a pathway and goodies for folks to find
at every turn!
Farmhouse Christmas has arrived at Meadowview Farm!
Hixton Antique Mall
Thursday, November 12, 2015
art should touch your soul
When I first found Jamie Heiden's art and words...I felt I had
come home, again ~ just like when we had found our farm. It was not
a surprise to find she just lived south of Augusta, I could feel western
Wisconsin in her artistry.
As I looked through her gallery
this picture took my breath away ~ titled "Our House...is a very very very nice house"....
Art should touch your soul, should reach into your heart and should take you on a journey home.
Our 1857 home...
Tuesday, November 10, 2015
From May until November, my dearest pansies show
just how strong they are! I am just a bit in awe of such
Monday, November 2, 2015
Guess what arrived at Meadowview Farm on Sunday?
Friday, October 23, 2015
We welcome Daisy Grace into our family & farmhouse.
Lucy Lily has accepted her from the moment she arrived last night.
They have played & played. Now there is sweet sleep.
Our thanks to the Eau Claire Humane Society.
My heart is mending...
Thursday, October 1, 2015
I imagine that for the rest of my days upon this earth, I will start October
with reflection. I will gently tap friends upon the shoulder with a reminder
that 1 in 8 women will be diagnosed with breast cancer...and remind them,
further, that early detection matters. With a tear and a smile I will blow out
two candles on my "re-birthday cake" and remember that all clear call
from my surgeon on October 18, 2013.
With some authority - I will strongly state that
no one loses a battle to cancer. There are many who face a briefer
journey -- but I am certain they were the bravest of us all.
So please say a gentle prayer for those brave & courageous
souls that walk through the valley & fear no evil. And if you
will, make a wish for a cure.
Thursday, September 24, 2015
good bye dear Rosie
This evening I buried my three year old kitten, August Rose, in our apple orchard.
Rosie had lived a full three years...born under our chicken coop. At 8 months she had
been found with a shattered pelvic bone followed by six weeks in a carrier on our porch
as she miraculously healed. Two years ago she became a house cat...taking me through
my breast cancer journey. She lived with & then through the loss of our
two older cats, Shawnee & McCoy. This past spring she welcomed a new kitten,
Lucy Lily, into our home. She had been quite sick this past month. This morning, after
a second trip to the vet, she took her last breath at her farm...with Dave, Lucy & me at her
side. She was a cat, but she was more than that. To me, she was courage...sweet, gentle
courage. Tears for a cat, again.
Sunday, September 20, 2015
brown transferware ~ faded black ~ demure colors of fall
Friday, September 18, 2015
bears ~ acorns ~ tick, tick, tock....here comes autumn!
Sunday, September 13, 2015
blackbird singing in the dead of night ~ pie birds sing for fall
Friday, September 11, 2015
layers ~ harvest ~ patina ~ a hint of summer ~ a peak of orange
Monday, September 7, 2015
In little nods to the change of season, autumn arrives at
Wednesday, September 2, 2015
Dave & I spent this past Saturday at auction. That's me ^.
It was comfortable weather, a small crowd...and a few items worth the wait for a bid.
I was not feeling all together, so let Dave do my bidding, literally. I watched ~ lots of people
watching...farmers, Amish, antique dealers, and some auction newbies...and the family.
I kept thinking about the chapter of a life's story I was "reading" as I sat there. Item
after item bid on, loaded, and removed from this farm. This ritual. At auction.