Living in the Sticks

When we moved from Savannah to the Sticks, we didn’t know what to expect. Sure it is just a few miles (or 80) up the road (interstate), but it’s a world of difference. Sure we miss the coffee shops and culture and oak trees in Savannah. We miss riding our bikes with our dogs everywhere like we did in our ‘getting to know you’ days and we miss the delicious restaurants and the smell of the marsh (okay, maybe I do more than Andy), but we love it here in the Sticks. LOVE IT! This town with it’s lone Walmart and single coffee shop (that closes at 5 or maybe its 2) is home to us now. The monogrammed dresses and giant hair bows and smocked jumpers that grace the little ones we know are precious. The 3 or 4 vehicles that stop to see if you need a hand when you’re pulled over on the side of the road for more than 5 minutes and the 6 minute response time from the Sheriff’s department when you’ve locked your keys in the car on a Sunday morning in the church parking lot bring us comfort. The kwik shop where you can buy a hot lunch, a firearm and a tank of gas in less than 20 minutes should be in every neighborhood. The small town church feeling you get when you visit and never leave, because everyone has embraced you and made you feel like you’ve always been there and they always want you there is heartwarming. The birthday parties and campfires and visits to the hardware store that end with lollipops for the kids and lots of smiles are second nature. The community that knows everything about everyone and lets you in, because they might as well has won our hearts. We love these Sticks and we’re so glad to be here.

XO.

a new blog home

Ive had a few different blogs in the past… one  was called ‘The Land of Milk of Honey’ and the other was/is ‘Urbanna Farm.’ The Land of Milk and Honey’ was a short chronicle of some of days out in Colorado, where I lived for a few years getting to know my 90+ year old grandmother, Olive, getting to know my Creator most intimately and getting a new perspective on life after 20+ years in my hometown of Savannah, GA. That was a growing time and a most needed one, but the blog didn’t stick. Urbanna Farm blog was great, because of the community we developed around the food we grew, which was all shared via our CSA pick up and the blog world. That blog is still going and although the tags and categories are all a jumbled mess, because I didn’t know the difference between a tag and a category, the content is excellent and it’s been a great resource to look back and reminisce about the growth that’s happened in our lives during these last few years. All of which has brought me here to a new blog home. I desired a blog to share the more personal aspects of our lives and not just those that revolve around seeds, soil, animals and their composted manure. The beauty of this new space is that I can share all of that, but include the other beautiful aspects of our lives which include our precious children, our church family, our homeschooling journeys, my sewing adventures and more. Of course, it’s all subject to change and different seasons will bring new and neat noteworthiness, but I am so thankful to have a personal space again. So, welcome. Welcome to my new blog home.

XO,

Melissa