Month: February 2015

Tour the House

We are in the wonderful process of packing and moving.  But here are a few pictures of the house before we moved some of our belongings in.   The house has great bones, but needs a face lift here and there.  First, there’s the kitchen…Someone took an exorbitant amount of time to sponge-paint the trim on all the cabinets and backsplash.  I spent a lot of time wiping out each cabinet and pulling out hordes of floral contact paper. Here is the back half of the kitchen.  There isn’t a laundry area, so for the time being, we’ll have to put our washer and dryer in kitchen.  We’ll eventually move it to the upstairs bathroom, but for now, our clothes will smell like bacon.  And let’s be honest, we cook a lot of bacon. If you’re not cooking bacon more than three times a week, you’re not doing life right. This is the downstairs bathroom, it features baby blue tiling with fancy seashell stickers and ornate floral wallpaper.  Side note, we discovered very quickly that there isn’t a vent …

On Buying the Farm

  Written by Chris: Our house has a history. It’s not the history we would like maybe, but we never have the history that we would prefer. This house, an old two-story farmhouse on a little hill, was built in the days when only things worth building were built, and they were built right, to last for the next generation, and maybe the one after that. This house carries the marks of wood-fired heat, and a path to the outhouse, of blustery winters and summers so hot everyone had to sleep on the porch. This house has already raised 20 or more kids, and gave our son his first bloody lip on the day before we bought it. It’s a house full of the small triumphs, big failures, and dirty little secrets that all families have, but so few actually realize. Today we shampooed the carpets, scrubbed the woodwork, and washed the hardwood floors with Murphy’s oil soap. We noticed all the dust, pet hair, and screwed up plaster that we never noticed before it was ours. There are a few times in life when it’s …

Star Alliance

Somehow the stars just aligned perfectly for us. On Saturday, February 14th, we accepted an offer on our current house.  Three days before we close on the Finding Eminence farmhouse!  Weeks of worrying if we would be able to afford double mortgage payments were magically lifted off our shoulders.  Yes, we still have the inspection process to go through with our buyers, but hopefully it will go smoothly. We received an email with historical photos of the property from the family that owed the Finding Eminence farmhouse prior to us .  This is a sad and joyous transition for the previous owners of our new home.  The home has never left this family in 100+ years.  We can’t even begin to understand the memories this home holds for that family and the heartbreak they must feel handing it off to complete strangers.  We hope they understand that we have amazing plans for this farm and it’s going to continue to be a magical place for our little family. Check out the photos:   We need to check with …

Seeds Are In!

Our seeds are here!  It’s hard to believe, but these seeds are going to fill up a half acre pretty soon! We have a huge assortment of cut flowers and unusual vegetables that we’re planting this year. I’m most excited to plant  cupcake zinnias.  Because who doesn’t love cupcakes and zinnias?  Who? I’d like to know. Because they are probably terrible people. We’ve ordered our seeds from GeoSeed, Johnny’s, Seed Savers, and Germania Seed. We’ve also listed a few books that are helping us along this crazy journey.  The Flower Farmer, The Organic Farmer’s Business Handbook, and Market Farming Success.  Also, not pictured are our dashing good looks and business instincts that are guiding us along the way.  (Just kidding, we have no idea what we’re doing, but we’re getting all the education we can get and listening to any advice we receive (notice I said listening, not taking). We’re starting to realize that nobody really knows what they’re doing, but there probably is a right and wrong way to not knowing what you’re doing.) …