I grew up on a farm. My dad was a full time grain farmer and also an avid conservationist. I adored my dad. He passed away from pancreatic cancer in 1996 when I was a Sophomore in college. My grandma still lives on the farm. I now live in town which is about 15 minutes from the farm and the house I grew up in. I miss it now that we are no longer directly a part of it like we once were. It is nice to visit and I love to see my kids run around on the farm when we visit Grandma. The above photo is my daughter and niece at the Easter Egg hunt we had on Saturday.
I think the way I was raised has a huge impact on the style I have in my crafts. I love nature and I love all things that grow. I am so happy spring is here and that I will be spending more time outside with the kids.
5 comments:
Very nice story!
Looks like a lovely day (we have snow again today.) I grew up in town, but now live on a farm- love it here!
Oh...your post made me feel something. I so wish I could take my kids back to my grandma's house! What a treasure to live so close. You go visit your Grammy ALOT!!! :) I hear what you're saying about our lives influencing our craft. I love the quilt designs I do because of the quilts I slept under at my grandmas. Thanks for the memories! des
I"m so happy that you shared this :) I"m sorry to hear that you lost your father so young. It's incredible how they can live on through nature and land.
BTW, I tagged you...see my blog for the details! ;)
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