I'm just a farm girl at heart~

 

I love the simple way of the farm life.  Not that it is always an easy life.  A farmer has to do a lot of hard work and a lot of trusting in the weather.

 

My daddy was a farmer.  It was in his blood.  When he wasn't farming, he was always looking for a farm.  He farmed on the plains of west Texas and in the dry desert of eastern New Mexico.  He had to do a lot of irrigating, but he was always so proud when that cotton crop came up!

 

I didn't grow up on a farm. My daddy farmed in west Texas before I was born.  We lived in town in New Mexico.  He went out to a widow lady's land and farmed the land for her there in New Mexico.  I can remember going out to the farm when I was very young.  He and momma would "chop cotton" and then in the fall, the cotton had to be picked.

 

One of my favorite memories of this time was riding in the truck with my daddy when he was pulling a load of cotton to the gin.  I usually was treated to a soda pop and a peanut patty when we were finished!!

 

I think I inherited that "farming blood" from my daddy.  I love to have my hands in the dirt.  Nothing makes me smile more than to see some seeds that I have planted begin to sprout.  Yes, even though I have never officially lived on a farm, in my heart of hearts, I am definitely a "farm girl".

Dear friends, thank you so much for stopping by to visit this farm girl today.  I hope something is making you smile or laugh today.  Sometimes it is the smallest of things that bring the most pleasure.  Have a delightful weekend! 

"Farming is a profession of hope."~Brian Bett

My little balcony garden. . .

So glad to be enjoying some warmer days here in Central Texas.

 

 

I saw where a friend of mine hung a chandelier in her garden so I decided to do the same in my little balcony garden. . .

 

I always enjoy a hot cup of coffee and a piece of toast with pear preserves out here. . .Wish you could join me!

I saw my first hummer flitting around my garden just this past week!  That is always exciting to me.

 

 

Petunias are such a happy flower. . .I love to surround myself with them.

 

My garden angel. . .

 

a wrought iron bench and cheerful gerbera daisies. . .

 

Thank you for stopping by for a visit with me. . .

                                         Hope you have a wonderful Sunday and upcoming week!

There is a garden. . .

 

in every childhood,

 

an enchanted place where colors are brighter,

 

the air softer, and the morning more fragrant than ever again. ~Elizabeth Lawrence

 

Did you have an enchanted garden in your childhood?  I remember being enchanted by flowers at a very early age.  I am still enchanted by them.

Spring is in the air. . .Mr. Hummingbird will soon be here. . .I can't wait to see him once again!Wishing you an enchanting spring day, sweet friends!

I loved books and reading as a young girl. . .

 

I remember this book quite well.  I absolutely loved it in sixth grade.  All of the girls at Sunset Elementary stood in line waiting to check it out as soon as it was turned in.  I have learned that it is a much sought after book.  One is listed on ebay for $1,000.  It seems that a lot of girls from the later 1950's early 1960's loved it as well.  Do you remember a favorite book from your growing up days?

 

I also loved "Charlotte's Web", "The Boxcar Children" and "Pippi Longstocking"!

 

I found these vintage images of friends.  My sister is my very best friend.  Sisters are like that I think.

 

I appreciate your friendship, dear journaling friends.  I am fortunate to have met you here at "Bunny Cottage".

 

"A friend is one that knows you as you are, understands where you have been,  accepts what you have become,

and still, gently allows you to grow".~William Shakespeare

A little of this and a bit of that. . .

Isn't this vintage image sweet?  She seems to be saying, "Welcome, spring!!"  I got her from a site on Pinterest.  I enjoy Pinterest, and I have put up a few boards.  However, it can sometimes be overwhelming to me.  I can definitely say I am not addicted to it, but I do enjoy it.

When I moved from my last home to my cottage apartment, I left behind a very large cottage garden full of antique and old garden roses.  I must admit this was quite hard to leave behind.  However, I determined to surround myself with roses at my new home.

I have purchased several of Christy Repasy's beautiful roses.  I absolutely adore her art and the vintage tin frames in which she displays them.  The textures on these frames are wonderful.  So when I get to missing my rose garden, I just look at my walls and enjoy Christy's roses to my heart's content.

 

My friend, Jean, recently gave me some vintage linens for my birthday.  She knows I love bluebirds.  These bluebirds are singing about springtime and blue skies.  Do you see the tiny music notes?  I am 62 years young now.  I can't believe I am this age, but I can assure you, I am happy to continue having birthdays!!

 

This is my little balcony garden.  I have many flowers here including three pots of roses.  The roses are putting on new growth like crazy and should bloom around Easter. 

 

I bought this pot of geraniums recently, also a pot of petunias.  I have had to cover them some at night, but I really don't mind.  They make me smile just looking at them.

 

If you could join me for breakfast some morning, I would let you sit here in one of my comfy patio chairs.  We would have toast with pear preserves (made by my sister, Myra), bacon, and some delicious steaming hot coffee.  We would have a lot to visit about I am sure.  Well, dear friends, this has been a very "jumbly" sort of post today.  Probably because it came from a "jumbly" sort of mind.  I do hope you have a very happy day.  Wishing you the very best always!

 

 

 

February 14th was a very important date. . .

in the small southeastern NM town that I grew up in. . .We always had a party at school.  What fun as we exchanged Valentines with our schoolmates!  I always loved this!

 

At home, the night before the party, my momma would always help me decorate a shoebox for keeping my Valentines. . .We would add crepe paper ruffles, glitter, ribbons and lace to "fancy up" the box.  I would proudly carry my box along with the Valentines for my teacher and friends to school the next morning.

 

When the party was over, I could hardly wait to get home with my Valentines to show my momma.  Together we would look at each one and "ooh" and "aah" over it.  I still have some of those cards from my classmates.    Dear friends, I want to wish you a very happy Valentine's Day and hope that you have sweet memories of days gone by. . .It seems the older I become, the more nostalgic I become. . .but that is not a bad thing, is it?

Won't you be. . .

 

my valentine?   I love these vintage valentine boxes, don't you?

 

As a young girl, I always wanted a box of chocolates in a pretty heart-shaped box.  My sister was a teenager at the time with boyfriends who often presented her with pretty valentine chocolates.  One Valentine's Day my daddy surprised me. . .

 

He bought me a sweet little box of chocolates for Valentine's Day!  I was so excited and happy!  Tomorrow is the first day of February, one of my favorite months. . .the month of love.  I hope my post  finds you doing well today, dear friends. Wishing you good health and contentment and of course, lots of love!!