Blueberry picking.

Believe it or not, I've never been. I grew up in Amish country, it was always much easier to buy their picked version.

Randomly, I packed the kids and for a little surprise.

 

 They squealed with delight.

 

 

 

 

 My Adrian picked about a quart.

 

 How serious Audra seemed. She picked for the whole hour, plus, while we were there.

 

But her loot at the end of the hour was the top picture posted below.  However, by the time we got to the checkout, all that was left in her bucket was what's pictured in the second bucket below.

 She proudly presented her bucket up to be weighted alongside ours. And she tells folks that she picked 'one blueberry'.  I think they should have weighted a before/after of her and charged us accordingly.

All in all, almost 13 pounds later, it was a marvelous day for the three of us. Blueberry pie is on our agenda today.

Thrifteds for Sweet Girl's Room.

 

Let's face it, nothing I buy is new. Look around every room in my house and every article has a story.

 

I've been searching for a rug for her room, but I just don't fall in love with new things. I spotted this handmade vintage rug, for $15. Not only does it have more character (which I love), but  you can't beat that price. It fits perfectly. (And I just realized she's wearing a dress I made. <3)

 And then I spotted all these vintage art prints. Add that to the John Deere puzzle, a couple yards of tulle and some sort of twine for the wedding girl, $6.00 well spent.

  A sweet and pretty little feminine room for our little goofball is in the works, just looking for the perfect frames for those prints now.

Mama Mades

I pulled out those vintage boat pants I made for him years ago, just the right size for her now.

Pair that with a little self dressing on his part (always interesting)...

 and I just can't help but smile at my kids wearing mama mades.

 

 I'm thankful she likes them. He liked them for the first time he wore them, then he decided he hated them.

 

 She liked them so much, she decided to take a 'picture'.  Which she does often (where does she learn that from?).

 She likes to tote that 'camera' around.

 And I'm thankful for my camera loving, flower picking little girl, who also love her mama mades. She might not love what I love forever, but she does right now, which I will embrace, enjoy and remember.

Our Living Room

This post may seem silly, in a way.  I didn't change much, it's still the same living room. But, I decided I want to record the progression of our living space over the years.

My cousin posted a picture a bit ago, asking if I could identify the carpet in a picture as being in the living room of the farmhouse I grew up in.  You know, I couldn't because I didn't remember what we had back then.  Then I felt sad that I couldn't remember, as I want to remember such specifics.

So, I decided that I want to take more regular pictures of the spaces we live in, since I just re-arranged it, for no other reason but to remember.  Since this blog is the space I record such memories, I suppose you might just have to bear with me today.  Here is the living space as we love it today, my best shot at a 360.

 Well, I guess some is new, as I added curtains and tiebacks recently. I found those tiebacks a thrift store for a whopping $5.00 for the set. I put them too high on purpose, to let more light in.

 

And a little thrifted rave.  This new light.

 

 Which obviously isn't new. She wanted $15 at the garage sale. I said $8. She said sold. I still cannot believe I know how to barter.

And I love how the nooks in our home are coming about. Lots of homemade and refinished, pretty much in every corner.

 And a selfie in the living room I created, since I'm not usually the one in pictures.  I think I like this little challenge to myself of documenting the changes in our living space. I think it's pretty neat how spaces grow, change and adapt depending on phases of life.  Perhaps you might join me and take pictures of your living space. You've worked hard to get it to where it is. Might as well snap a few shots to remember it.

At play.

Let me introduce Bluebell.

 Bluebell is a Holstein who used to be a good milker, but not anymore.  She dried up.

So, Adrian, being the good farmer he is, called the breeder. The breeder came and Bluebell is going to have a calf, but not for a long time. You have to wait a long time for a calf, you know.

 So, while we're waiting, it's best to make a pasture.

 The fencing has to be good fencing, because farmers do what is best.  Meanwhile, Audra's baby is crying. So she bounces her to make her happy.

Once baby is happy, Audra is sent off to collect white clover.

 White clover is Bluebell's favorite.

 This went on for most of the afternoon, this business of pretending together.  Well, until Audra got a call on her calculator....errr...cell phone.

Then she had to get ready for work.

We live in vacationland. There's so much to do around here.  Sometimes, though, it's best to do nothing.  Sometimes it's the doing nothing that really sparks the something.  Magical moments can be created at home, provided we allow unscheduled time for little ones to just be home.