Meadowbrook Farm

She wasn't always a country girl. She was transplanted here.

Her name is Teresa. And this is Meadowbrook Farm. Here's what she writes:

Hi, my name is Teresa. Nine years ago, I was a happily settled, cul-de-sac residing, suburban mom. I had Starbucks, shopping malls, and every other convenience known to man at my fingertips. Now I am a country girl living on a small farm 500 miles from the old neighborhood. My husband and I, along with our three boys, decided to leave the rat race behind for a slower pace and a simpler life. It was a leap of faith. 

My husband is self employed, and we would be leaving a thriving business near a big city for a small town and a brand new start. It was scary and exciting, and God threw open every door in our path. It took me a while to get used to country life. For a year I had a part time retail job in the nearest city just to get my mall fix. That nearest city? It was 50 miles away. I can't believe I drove 100 miles round trip for a minimum wage job. It helped me transition to my new life though, and now my happiest days are the ones spent at home on the farm. I am definitely where I am supposed to be.

For some reason that I can't really remember, we decided we wanted to name our new place. Our property came with a very dilapidated 1902 farmhouse, so even though we had just moved to ranch country, we decided to call our new home a farm. We don't earn our full living on our farm, but we have cows to feed, hay to harvest, fences to fix, and irrigation pipes to move. 

Actually, in the interest of full disclosure, my husband is the only real farmer as I don't really participate in most or any of the farm related activities. I visit the new baby calves in the spring and that's about it.

I really wanted to name our new home Crabapple Farm. I grew up reading the Trixie Belden books and Trix's home was Crabapple Farm. Great childhood book memories. I even live the same distance from my small town that Trixie lived from hers. It was meant to be! Unfortunately, my husband didn't see it that way. He had never read Trixie and really had no desire to start reading about a thirteen year old girl detective at this point in his life. 

The fact that we had no crab apple trees on our farm was also an issue for him. Whatever. We did, however, have fields that would soon become meadows, and water in the form of a pond and a creek. Since Meadowpond Farm didn't sound quite right, we turned the creek into a brook and Meadowbrook Farm was born.

I have spent a lot of time pondering what kind of blog I would like to have. The prevailing advice is to pick a niche and stick with it so people know what they can expect from you. As I am not an expert on anything but my own life, this blog will be just that. It will include, but not be limited to, faith, family, friends, decorating, cooking, gardening, photography, antiquing, and everyday life. Thanks for stopping in to take a peek.

But somehow a mere peek is not enough. You want to immerse yourself in this blog and take a real long gander. And you will look up and hours will have slipped away. I know, I have done it often enough.

And then one day she picked up her camera and began to take pictures of her farm. And she has wowed us ever since with the richness of what she sees through her lens. She takes exceptional photos.

She is fortunate enough to open her door and see bucolic scenes such as the one above.

She likes to bake.

And work in her bountiful gardens.

And she was diagnosed with cancer.

When one gets such news, if you've never been there, and I haven't, you wonder what happens first. Do you shut down for a time and feel real galvanizing fear? 

Yes, I'm sure you do. 

But then, you can do what Teresa did, which is to embrace life and go outside and take pretty pictures, and hope there is more.

Aren't her photos sublime?

She has a beautiful, somewhat retro kitchen. Should have seen the before photos. (Wow.)

I suppose most anyone who entered this room would want to get out the mixing bowls and rifle through the drawer for a spatula.

She certainly has a keen eye for beauty.

 And life on her farm, through her lens, continues. Thank goodness. 

Remember to get your mammogram. Mine has been scheduled. Time is a gift and we should not waste it. 

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  1. Teresa is a wonderful photographer. Her pictures are lovely, and portray such an idyllic home life. The food photos are mouthwatering!

    I feel so bad that she has had breast cancer. A horrible disease. I'm so glad that you have scheduled a mammogram, Brenda!

  2. Wow, these pictures are so beautiful. I will have to visit her blog.

  3. Brenda! Wow. What a wonderfully sweet post. I'm so glad you enjoy visiting my little farm, and I'm honored to be featured on your beautiful blog.
    Thank you so much for your kind words. You have truly made my day.

  4. I used to visit Meadowbrook Farm regularly, but have not stopped by in a long time.

    Thanks for reminding me how much I love her home.

  5. This looks like a wonderful blog...Teresa sounds so friendly and down to earth. I feel so bad about her diagnosis, no one deserves that.

    I fell in love with her home and garden and of course, her photography. Maybe we can get some tips from her! :)

    Going right over to visit. Thanks and Happy Weekend!



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