Flea Market Love

I fondly remember the days I'd venture to the Brimfield Flea Market. Certainly a trek from our home in Maine, but we'd meet my uncle and we'd all head there together.  I'd browse, search, ponder....and sure enough head home with stuff, stuff and more stuff.

It's too long of a day for my littles to head to Brimfield, but we can at least pop into smaller/local flea markets.  There's still a lot of love there.

Our loot:

A four dollar big metal tub. The wooden tool box.  Vintage toys. Wool, lots of wool.

 There's yards of wool here. You know how expensive that is? Wicked expensive.

Pretty proud of myself. I found all the stuff I loved and asked her "Would you take $15 for this?"  It was a lot less than if I had tallied the price that she tagged.  I'm trying not to be scared to ask. Getting better at asking, which is good, as she agreed.

And look at these vintage toys.
 Adrian always loves 'rusty old'. He'd much rather go to the flea market for toys than a department store. That makes my heart soar!  She just loves tiny tiny, no matter where you get it. A quarter a piece makes me happy. 

Who knows what this rusty bin was for, but I say it's good for keeping children. Not bad for $4.00


 I was pretty stoked to find the tool box. It's because I've already started a wooden tool box collection.  This is round 3 of them.  $2.00 for the last one I bought. The cost of all  was $5.50.
 I filled them with the garden necessities (thanks for grammy and grampy for the shoves, glaves and the like).  One box for me and each of my littles.
I'd say they approve.

Mama Made: Tiny Elephant

She likes tiny tiny. So I made a miniature Elephant.
Pattern was from one of the books I picked up at the thrift store.

 She loved it.
 But he claimed it. The never ending battle of being the younger sibling...

Raspberry Crumb Cake

I was trying to use up our own raspberries and tried this recipe. It was so so good.  So good that I made it 3x.  It felt pretty cool to make this with our own milk, our own eggs and our own raspberries too. The recipe adapted from here.

Raspberry Crumb Cake

For the crumb topping:

  • 1 cup all-purpose flour
  • 2/3 cup granulated sugar
  • Grated zest of 1 lemon
  • 8 Tbs. (1 stick) unsalted butter, melted
For the cake:  
  • 3 eggs
  • 1 cup granulated sugar
  • 1 cup sour cream or plain yogurt or buttermilk (Tried all 3. I think I liked the buttermilk best).
  • 1 tsp. vanilla extract
  • 2 tsp. baking powder
  • 1/4 tsp. baking soda
  • 1/4 tsp. salt
  • 1 3/4 cups all-purpose flour
  • 2 cups fresh raspberries
Preheat an oven to 350°F. Grease and flour a 10-inch round springform pan.

To make the crumb topping, in a small bowl, stir together the flour, granulated sugar and lemon zest. Add the melted butter and stir with a fork until the mixture is crumbly. Set aside.

To make the cake, in a bowl, stir together the eggs, sugar, sour cream, vanilla.  Add baking powder, baking soda, flour. Beat.

Spoon the batter into the prepared pan and spread evenly. Cover evenly with the raspberries. Sprinkle the crumb topping evenly over the berries.

Bake until the topping is golden brown and a toothpick inserted into the center of the cake comes out clean, 38 to 42 minutes. Transfer the pan to a wire rack and let cool for 20 minutes. Remove the sides of the springform pan.

My kids were mighty excited to dig in too.

Missing a certain someone...

I love it best when this house is filled with little feet.  We're missing a special someone.  He's looking forward to returning next year, which we're looking forward to having him again. In fact, he has declared when he is old enough to choose where he will live, he's going to choose to live with us.  Those feet won't be little anymore by the time that happens! 

Farm on.

Thank you so much for your kind words in welcoming our mama and calf. I understand that you might like to hear a little be more about them. 


The tractor, baler and wagon are all hitched up. Right now, the green wagon is full of hay.

 So you unhitch the full wagon.
 Unhitch the empty wagon from the farm truck.
 Then switch the wagons.
 There. Now the empty one is ready to be filled up and the full one is headed back to the barn.
Got it?  Good.

Because now it's time to do it in real life.

 (Can you see who is next to the driver in the cab?)

 And jump.
That job may be done, but there's another in urgent need of attention. A job with many steps and close attention to detail. Onto the next task...

It's not us who is in charge of the haying, but the bigger farm operation seems to parallel our little farm life. So much to do in not enough time. The changes as of late are sort of like having a newborn with no maternity leave from work.  A hired hand would be useful.
Such is the summer season and the season of new beginnings.  There will be a time when things settle a bit. We'll get used to our new rhythm and be able to really think about and hopefully write about the lifestyle we keep embracing deeper. 

I can assure you now though, although the decisions we made have challenged us, the rewards, satisfaction and appreciation run deeper.  The plan? To farm on.

Our BIG Introduction

It's been a week and a half now that our new additions have arrived.  I suppose I should share the news. We're over the moon excited to welcome our new duo. 
Meet Ophelia, the Jersey Cross

And her calf (born on Father's Day), Oliver.

I guess I have been putting off writing because I didn't know what to say.  I use this space to document for my kids, but there's a whole lot of you reading this, more than I ever imagined when I started out. There's a lot of story to how we found her, how she got here, the journey in putting up a fence and learning how to hand milk. And the learning curve. The big learning curve.  I guess I wasn't sure how much the world wants to hear about our adventures of owning a family cow.

While I continue deciding how much to write on this adventure, I can at least show some pictures.

The heart on Oliver's head is something special.
They are settling into their new space quite nicely (thankful this barn was made for cows!).  I've been up bright and early to milk. I've been trying to figure out how to use all this milk. I've been thankful, overwhelmed, happy and stressed. All the emotions, surely. But mostly? The decision to add these to our farm feels right.

 She's quite happy.
 As is he.
 Although he's mostly all business.  There's a lot to do owning a milking cow and calf. Thankful for my right hand man to help me everystep of the way.


It's been a long time since I've shared thrifting pics. Rest assured, it's not because I haven't been looking for deals. It's just there's so much to talk about! I think these were from May. It's about time I get caught up and share my scores!

 A random needlework kit, two wooden cars, a quilting pattern, two wooden boxes. $5.00
 All of these coloring books, unused!  Many are more like 'adult' coloring books...so I secretly might want to keep them. But really, how fun! And for $5.00!  Buying just one new from the bookstore would cost that.
 So now, tell me the scores YOU have found!


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