You belong among the wildflowers.
You belong somewhere you feel free.
What if I started a blog…
Have you ever mourned an idea? You get a picture in your minds eye of how something will be? You get excited. You become invested. You make plans. Then, for whatever reason, it doesn’t work out. I have, I have mourned all sorts of ideas. Im a planner, it’s what I do. I start a lot of things and I don’t always follow through on them, for whatever reason, but it is always my intention to do so. I find this applies more to my personal life than my profession life.
I especially mourned an idea this past fall. My husband, Matt, and I almost bought a small farm. It was a stretch. I think I may still be grieving losing it a little but I am certain that it wasn’t meant to be and something else better suited would come along. There is something to be said for living within your means. I was looking for a change, a new project.
While we were still looking for our forever home, I decided to start a blog. It’s something I have thought about for a long time. One of my goals as an adult is to write a cookbook. I decided to channel all the excitement and vision I had for a small sustainable property to continue to be a maker in our 125 year old house in my 125 square foot kitchen, mostly in my 4×6 foot pantry.
In April we closed on a new house, sold our old house, moved, and got a puppy. It’s been a whirlwind with all the changes caused by the pandemic. I am an introvert by nature so my personal and home life are much the same. I would have thought that I would bake more, but I am still breaking in my new kitchen.
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