Greenhouse Glimpses

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Baby bananas are popping up in the pots under the big bananas. The strawberries from Bakers Creek have also exploded in the raised beds and multiplied by at least 150. I promise I’m not exaggerating. The rest of the garden seedlings are patiently waiting to be transplanted with their buddies into the ground and the greenhouse is looking fuller and lusher than ever.¬†img_0100

Perhaps it’s the different fruit trees and bushes that are going to be put into the ground soon or the 11 raised beds that are overflowing with plants or the huge pile of potting mix and the smell of soil that I love. Or maybe it’s when Sweet Pea drops her sippy cup in the dirt to dump out the small pots of potting mix into a large container that will actually benefit from the extra dirt. Maybe it’s just Andy faithfully watering and tending to the precious seedlings and hardy trees and growing plants from seeds and taking care of us and the farm. That must be it. I sure love glimpses from the greenhouse.

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Inspired by everything good

A brand new Charolais heifer calf was born just a few hours ago. Andy called me because he needed some help opening some gates while he carried the calf to an adjacent pasture that all of the mamas and babies are on with Frank, the bull.

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I haven’t moved our minivan since my dentist appointment on Tuesday. It’s Saturday night. The kids have had colds. I’ve been homebound. It’s good.

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When the boys and I went out to give daddy some assistance, while Buttercup napped, I was gently reminded over and over and over again why I love this lifestyle that we eat, sleep and breathe. It’s the life. The life all around that takes my breath away. It’s the miracle after the tragedy that makes me want to soak it all in.

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The LGDs watching over the 4 horned sheep in the pasture. The chickens running around chasing bugs and scratching up the field. It’s the mama cow with her new calf and the geese on the pond. It’s the heirloom corn taller than my husband’s head and the farm boys learning how to drive at 3 and 5 years old. It’s the seeds in the soil and the sunset in the sky that give me hope and encourage my soul.

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It’s the melted beeswax being poured into candle molds and the homegrown meals that are served at our homemade table. It’s the fresh food and the fresh air and the beauty of life all around. It’s the grace that follows the grave and the life that follows death. It’s the joy that comes after sorrows. We have many sorrows and heartaches. It’s part of life in our broken world. But, there is so much beauty to behold.

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Today I saw a lot of it. Tomorrow is not promised, but these glimpses of our glorious eternity give me great hope. It’s a gift from God and I’m so thankful to Him for all of it and I’m inspired by everything good.

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“Every good gift and every perfect gift is from above, coming down from the Father of lights, with whom there is no variation or shadow due to change.”(James 1:17)

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Tomato Tomato

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We’ve been in full swing mode over here and while Andy’s been managing the farm like a champ, I’ve been sort of all over the place with ‘putting up’ the harvest. After not growing a decent crop of tomatoes the last couple of years, this year’s tomato gardens have been awesome!

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We’ve been canning quite a bit and it is so very satisfying. I don’t think we used nearly the amount of tomato sauce that we have canned so far, but that might be because we didn’t grow our own. Although we prefer a fresh tomato sandwich any day, it’s nice to have some preserved for the out of season months that are coming soon.

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If you aren’t growing your own organic heirloom tomatoes, I highly suggest you find someone who is ASAP. Try your local farmers market and talk to the farmers in your area. If you don’t have a farmers market nearby, take a little trip down the road. Surely there is a group of renegade, grassroots growers and makers and shakers somewhere nearby. Maybe you just haven’t found them yet.

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Proud to be The Farmer’sWife

Our friend Josh took some awesome photos of Andy harvesting honey recently while helping him all day long at the same time. Josh has helped us out quite a bit actually, but the point of this post is really about how I was reminded of just how far we’ve come these last few years after finding this snippet on Josh’s website. (Www.joshgalemore.com) ¬†From a dozen chickens and a couple of beehives and half a dozen meat rabbits and a big ole garden to the care-taking of a big ole hunk of hundreds of acres with a whole lot of blood, sweat, tears, and poop in between. To think it all started with a free subscription to an organic gardening magazine…

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