Winter on the Farmby Cedar & Sage Farm | Feb 10, 2018 | Farm Life
It seems that the older I get, the more I have discovered my love of all seasons. Feeling blessed to live in a Country that provides true seasons to break up the year. I have come to love the beauty that each new quarter brings, each with its own gifts. I have not quite mastered loving the in-between transition from one to the next, but I am working on it.
Winter at the farm has become a time that we look forward to and anticipate, where in the city I tended to just accept it. Where it once meant starting a freezing car, scraping windows and racing to get onto the main arteries in rush-hour traffic, only to stop and start, sputter and slide my way into a chaotic trek to work and school, it now looks a whole lot different.
The temperature is still wild and sometimes unforgiving, but the hurry and the overwhelming feeling of rush and keeping up has dissipated. Where I once worried about how quickly the snow was shoveled from the front sidewalks and if my Christmas decorations went up at the right time and came down at the right time, I now have found a slower pace with less comparison and less to worry about.
Being a mom of three still means we are busy and that there are things to get to on time, but somehow despite the extra 150 feet of driveway that needs to get plowed and the plethora of other chores, things seem to be at a slower pace and centered around a more simple life.
I worried this year that we would find ourselves without snow for Christmas and that we were going to have to imagine the beauty of a white holiday. But, just days before Christmas, we woke to a winter wonderland with a fresh and beautiful blanket of snow.
I love the way that the snow and trees have a way of putting the world to rest. They soften the sounds that surround us and echo the ones that the life on the farm creates. I find the crunch of the snow beneath my boots as I walk to the barn to be somehow romantic in its own right. The hollow sounds that the horses hooves make as they trek through the pasture to come in for a treat is something I look forward to.
We have tobogganed more, thrown more snowballs and made more snow angles since living here than I ever remember. The kids have learned that the rewards that come from collecting and hauling firewood are worth it for night in front of the fire.
It’s not perfect and it’s not all magical, but I can’t help but catch myself smile as I look out the window on this chilly morning and see the canvas of the season that I used to wish away. For us, farm life is truly the best life.
I have somehow been blessed beyond measure; I am married to a wonderful guy who shares in the great joy of raising our three amazing children. We recently picked up and left the city to follow our hearts, with the intention for a more simple and natural lifestyle. Both my husband and I are native Calgarians who have always been awed with the wonder of looking out at the Rocky Mountains. For us, transplanting into the foothills just made sense and we couldn’t wait to get here. It wasn’t until I was removed from the hurry of the city; that I was able to settle into my purpose and accept and celebrate the things that make me happy. Combining my love for bringing life into a neglected space, and filling it with a marriage of old and new, has enabled me to take on the challenge of rebirthing this 1980’s farmhouse. Being able to do this from home, while tackling the daily chores of caring for our farm animals is pure bliss and sits comfortably in my heart. I am chomping at the bit (along with our horses…) to continue to watch the evolution of our space take shape… And I can’t wait to fill this home with love, memories and the smell of Sunday dinners for years to come. I believe that the greatest gift in life is family, and I have been placed amongst a beautiful tribe (my late grandfather’s endearing term for our extended family). I yearn to give my children and their friends a place to melt away from the hustle; in a comfortable and pretty space, which I hope can be a refuge from a complicated and sometimes messy world. Although this move and new direction was not written down in my master plan (and I am a list and plan girl through and through), I am thrilled that the happenings which brought us here have unraveled just the way they did. I have dedicated this year to being grateful for our many gifts while also accepting my limitations with grace and courage. In addition to my home and family, I love camping, iced tea, Volkswagens and a good book… in no particular order. I hope you can find inspiration, relatability or even just a good laugh by following my blog posts as I figure out just what will unfold next.