HavenRock Farm is the home of my dreams.
Let me describe her to you. It is an old farm house nestled into a meadow, you can get a peek of her just past the bend of the Aspen lined curving driveway. Once you are down the drive you can see the big barns. The overgrown cottage style gardens. The lovingly tended animals.
Sounds wonderful doesn't it? At least if you are anything like me it does.
Before you get too jealous... Let me stop you to say... This is not my home.
Not even close.
It is my dream, certainly not my reality.
My reality is a run down rented house. On a T.I.N.Y. shared lot. It houses my husband, our two children, two dogs, rabbit, guinea pig and myself. We squeeze a garden in where we can. Surround ourselves with free flowers that we have scavenged for and brought back to life.
It is not our dream, but it is certainly sufficient. We even enjoy it! Even though it is nothing like our imagined farmhouse, except that our current house is old (which I love).
I invite you to join me on this journey to my dream. A journey that I am starting and have no idea where it will take me.
I do promise that it will include cooking real, old fashioned, nourishing food. Eating homemade pie. Drinking coffee with raw cream. Gardening through trial and error. Stay at home mothering and homemaking. Maybe even a few rants...
Go ahead and put the coffee on and sit down for a good visit.
Welcome to HavenRock Farm!
Laura
