When I was 13 my mother plucked us out of the busy and populated city life of Brooklyn, NY and transplanted me and my brothers and sister's in rural Pennsylvania. Needless to say we weren't too thrilled. After school we had to collect eggs, milk the goats, lug hay around, and of course water the garden. It's hilarious to me now that I ever thought this was a bad thing, because now that I am an adult that little pink and blue house we lived in is my dream house. Dustin and I can't wait to buy some land and live far away from town, grow our own food, and have goats!
Since then my siblings, myself, and my mother have all moved around the country. My mother found an adorable little farm to live on in North Carolina after I graduated high school and she was there for about seven years before she ventured out west to be closer to me and my older brother. She left her big house, lovely garden, and all those adorable farm animals behind to move into the trailer park that we now both live in! Now, that is what I call love!
The first thing she did when she landed here in Boulder, CO was plant her garden. It has been two years now and the garden is exploding with veggies and fruit, my mother has become a certified permaculturist, and she has a beautiful little urban farm. She even convinced our little park to allow her to keep chickens. She is awesome.
She asked me to make her a sign for her urban farm and this is what I came up with! I love the look of painting on old windows, and it fits her space so well. I will be sharing more photos of her in her garden at some point this week, so watch out!
OH man that sounds like quite a huge change but it sounds amazing. I used to dream of living on a farm but my parents never moved. It is good though since I got to meet my husband where I grew up, and if I moved, who knows what my life would be like.
Yey for farm life!!!!
Posted by: Victoria / Justice Pirate | 27 August 2012 at 02:40 PM
What an amazing story! I'd love to see her garden someday.
Posted by: Inge | 17 August 2012 at 06:24 AM
Although I never met you, I did have the honor of meeting your mom in rural PA. She showed me how to trim my goats hooves, let me pick her apples, introduced me to some good homesteading magazines, gave me ducks and told me how to tell their sex and told me about your blog. Rural PA misses her but it is nice to know she is still doing her thing. Judy & Curt
Posted by: Judy & Curt | 14 August 2012 at 12:18 PM
Isabel is my inspiration... She is the brightest star and she has transformed our neighborhood ...thank you for sharing her and your story.
Posted by: Avani | 13 August 2012 at 11:41 PM
That garden is just too wonderful, Rebecca! And I love that they let her keep chickens!
I've grown up in a tiny town surrounded by country my whole life, and when I was a teenager I hated it (of course), but now that I'm a bit older I love it so and dream of having my own little farm someday. :)
Posted by: Allie | 13 August 2012 at 02:32 PM
I love that sign and your whole story. so lovely! :)
xomando
Posted by: Mandy | 13 August 2012 at 02:13 PM
How amazing is this! Isabel must have been sooooooooo excited?! I love this a lot :) My momma will too!
Posted by: Amelia | 13 August 2012 at 12:23 PM
I LOVE this! Ugh, moms... <3
Posted by: Kristen from Try, Try Again | 13 August 2012 at 11:11 AM
beautiful!
georgia
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Posted by: Georgia | 13 August 2012 at 11:00 AM
What a great little garden your mom has and I love the sign! How fun!
Posted by: Anita | 13 August 2012 at 10:54 AM