Showing posts with label vacation. Show all posts
Showing posts with label vacation. Show all posts

Wednesday, April 30, 2014

Janie's eclectic farmhouse...take two:)

 

Good morning friends.  I'm sitting in the pitch dark.  It's stormy outside.  The perfect day to put up my post on Janie Fox's farmhouse:)  As you know I went back home to Central Illinois recently.  When I go home I always try to touch base with my quirky girl Janie.  If you don't know her you should.  She's a hoot, full of fun and sass, and one of my favorite people I've met though social media.  Lucky for me she lives close to my mom and dad:)



This time I took my people.  My mom, dad, honey and the girls tagged along.  It was a treat for them to meet sweet Janie and visit her fun farmhouse.  

Due to a fire last year her home has underwent a recent transformation.  The last time I was here the walls were bright colors (read that post here or see her daughters' amazing homes here).  This time around she used a neutral wall and all her colorful finds made the space come alive.


Grandpa's barn wood on the ceiling.  Sigh...

She collects everything. I like that about her.  Right off the bat I can tell you she has a ton of little chairs.

Crutch anyone??  What a clever way to make a plain wall interesting.


Church memorabilia, Jesus, all things vintage nursery, and cows are scattered all around.  She loves pink:)



Etched mirrors galore... 

And the most amazing vintage furniture you can find!  
Her style and think out of the box creativity inspire me.


Loved this idea.  I have one of those old hook things. Hanging magnifying mirrors from it make it so interesting:)


She loves all things chippy and old.  You could spend an entire day in one room and not take it all in. 

Her yard is just as fun as the inside of her house.  The vintage camper that she scored for $150 is one of my favorite things.  Travel pillows and vintage fabric make it fun and take you back.  Just need a little apron, dew rag for your hair and a campfire outside:)


I think the way a person decorates can say a lot about them.  If they put themselves out there and decorate from their heart it gives a little glimpse into their past and things that are important to them.  Janie's house would read sentimental with all her family heirlooms and treasure finds.  It would reflect cozy with her comfy furniture and love of throws and pillows.  Her faith is obviously important to her with all her Jesus stuff;) Words speak to her heart...via artwork from various friends and family.  Color makes her happy etc...

Wonder what your house says about you:)  Do you decorate with old things or new?  Do you collect or purge?  Do you like a clean, white, modern space or does stuff and color make you feel more at home??  Wouldn't it be boring if we were all carbon copies of each other?




Be a blessing.






favorite Instagram pics this week... 
IG @farmgirlpaints
 my honey turned 41!!!  HAPPY birthday Honey:))
 the shop is opening in 5 days...COLORAMA!!
 screen door love... project in progress;)
quilt floorcloth and a sick little chick on the mend...all better now :)
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Wednesday, April 23, 2014

sentimentalist


Going home has two very different meanings for honey and I.  It always has.  He sees the depression of the city we left behind.  The lack of jobs...of prosperity and progress.  I see a slower, peaceful pace.  Less traffic.  Cheaper buys;)  

He sees memories, hard to deal with emotion and sadness.  I see sentiment, all things familiar and gladness. It's a weird thing going home.  My family is all still there, but Honey's dad has passed, his mom has moved on and it's a little empty for him.  I wonder too how will things change when my parents go on to be with the Lord.  

 But they are here now and I will continue to soak up home like nothing else.  It fills me.  It makes me feel and I like to wallow a bit in feeling.  I'm a sentimentalist:)  A tried and true Midwest girl. I know what I love, and I h.e.a.r.t. all things home and country and wide and open.  


Memories make me remember who I am and where I came from.  They don't just take me back, they push me forward.



How can a packed to the brim car and a fifteen hour drive take me all the way back to the beginning of everything?  But it does.  Each and every time.  



These dirt fields and trees...a house made of glass, wood and old shag green carpet.  These people... Every thought, prayer, dream, disappointment, crush, loss, love, whisper of life started right in this spot. 


It will no doubt be painful to come back some day.  I might cry my way past the lane, but this place will always have a piece of me.   




 Be a blessing,









my favorite IG captures this week:)





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Friday, April 11, 2014

holy week...





I'm feeling all sappy this morning.  We're getting ready for our Spring Break (home to Illinois) this year.  A long car ride awaits, but on the other side is a week with all things familiar.  Mom and dad hard hugs. That overwhelming scent of my childhood home as soon as I walk in the door.  Foods I grew up.  Streets that I could drive down with my eyes closed.  Sharing my people with my PEOPLE.  Going home isn't an exciting adventure, but it sure does fit the bill for a week of unconditional love and rest.


This year will be different.  My Grandma June is gone (read about her here).  Honey's mom sold his childhood home and moved to Florida.  Will it be sad?  It will definitely be different.  Time marches on and change inevitably takes place.





Thinking about Spring Break made me reflect on last year.  We did a whirlwind tour of San Francisco and Yosemite National Park.  It really was a trip of a life time (read about it here, herehere and here).

My favorite part...and the one I keep reminiscing about was our time in Yosemite.  We rented a "river house" right along the Merced River. You could hear the race of the water roar even on the inside.  We were completely unplugged...no cell phone signal.  No outside world.  It was peaceful and remote and just what our little family needed.







My girl has definitely blossomed and changed this year...


But her interests haven't;)  










I think breaks are just as holy as holy things are holy if that makes any sense it all.  Walking away from everything.  Dedicating and setting apart your time to give to each other.  It's a beautiful thing.  It's a GOD thing.  We need to tread softly.  To soak it up.  This fleeting life.  These stolen, consecrated moments with our loved ones.  They are gifts.  Here's to a week of holiness on so many levels.  May you and yours bask in the goodness of each other...bask in the goodness of His selfless redeeming love for us.



*If you want to follow along. I'm @farmgirlpaints on Instagram:)




Be a blessing.

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Friday, January 17, 2014

what's your stew?



Sunday Pastor Stan gave a message at church that to this day I'm still thinking about.  That's when you know it's a good one.  Do you remember the story of Jacob and Esau?  Esau gave away his birthright for a bowl of stew?


WHAT!  First of all I didn't recall that and I didn't really grasp the significance of what went down.  Jacob was the little brother.  He was more nurturing...liked to cook and be a homebody.  Esau was an outdoors man and hunted.  Esau came in starving after being gone a couple of days and NEEDED to eat in a bad way.  This is where the story gets interesting.  Jacob being the stinker little brother said okay you can have the stew IF you give me your birthright.  WHOA!  Way to barter there little brother.




A birthright was HUGE in that culture.  It gave the wealth of the family to the oldest.  And in this case Esau wouldn't have to worry about funds for the rest of his life.  It also gave ultimate power and position.  Every important family matter and decision would be decided by him alone.  It was major!!!  But because Esau was so focused on his hunger, and his appetite was so blown out of proportion he couldn't think clearly and gave away his most important prize position ever...His future!

31Jacob replied, “First sell me your birthright.”
32“Look, I am about to die,” Esau said. “What good is the birthright to me?”
33But Jacob said, “Swear to me first.” So he swore an oath to him, selling his birthright to Jacob.
34Then Jacob gave Esau some bread and some lentil stew. He ate and drank, and then got up and left. So Esau despised his birthright.  Genesis 25:31-34




It changed history.  The future scripture became...

14God said to Moses, “I am who I am.c This is what you are to say to the Israelites: ‘I am has sent me to you.’ ”
15God also said to Moses, “Say to the Israelites, ‘The Lord,d the God of your fathers—the God of Abraham, the God of Isaac and the God of Jacob—has sent me to you.’
“This is my name forever, the name you shall call me from generation to generation.


It doesn't say God of Esau...it says JACOB!!!!  He had no idea what God had planned for his future.  So he gambled with his life and gave away everything in his weakness.    

Pastor Stan talked about appetites and that God created them and that sin distorted them.  Whether it be the need for achievement, food, to be loved etc...we all have appetites.  We need to learn to manage them and pray for wisdom.  Then he asked this question at the end.


What's your bowl of stew?  

What's keeping you from fulfilling God's plan for your life?  Is it laziness??  Is it distraction?  Is it the hunger for temporary earthly things??  What is keeping us from our legacy?  Because we ALL have one!  Every one of us has something great to contribute.  Something great TO DO!  I know I don't want mess that up.  I want Him to use me...every gift, every talent, every ounce of me for His purpose and plan.  Life is so very short.  Eternity is forever.  Something to chew on...









Be a blessing.




joy written on her face



my patient honey who loves me so very well

that we saw some alligators...at a DISTANCE;)
cool projects come to pass
our first snow
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