Decorating for Christmas of 2021
Pikku, and Yoda, do Christmas in comfort. One lays on the floor not far from the wood stove, the other takes over a comfy fluffy chair.
I thought I would share some photos of Wildflower, as it has managed to do most of it’s transformation for Christmas already. Oh, there are still a few little finishing touches to be done, but most of it has been set up. We like to get it together early so then we can sit in it till January second and spend some time enjoying it.
Mud season is starting to ice over. The sky is often grey. The smell of cold is all around outside now, and my world here on my little New England salt box colonial homestead farm grows ever more like a Norman Rockwell in appearance outside. Inside, the fires are lit and a sense of Christmas cozy is taking over. The air smells of a Christmas mix I cook up in cast iron kettles every year atop the wood stoves. It smells like a tantalizing and enchanting mix, of sweet oranges and fir forests, with a high note of warm spices. It wafts in the air all over the house creating a glorious environment full of magic, complimenting all the christmas visuals such as the old fashioned rustic style swags, and other lovely Christmas visuals that accent a very old fashioned interior.
Christmas 2021
We made a decision this year to go big for Christmas. Not so much on gifts. But on the gift of Christmas ambiance. We kind of felt a need for some warmth and cheer. A need to put ourselves in the middle of the brightest light we could create, and in the middle of the celebration of that light, during the darkest time of the year. There is a Tolkien quote, “may it be a light to you in dark times and in dark places when all other lights go out.” It is Galadriel, giving Frodo, a magical sword. Wildflower Farm, is my magical sword. My light in dark times and in dark places, and as I sit here forced to watch as over 700 thousands lights just in the US alone have gone out of the world… I find my need to expand on the magic of this space has become a bit of an obsession. To light the world, everyone will need to shine brighter. So that is what we are doing here. As difficult as it is, we are shining brighter through the season to celebrate the hope of a future in which normal returns, and we are hoping for a better next year. We are standing in our power of hope no matter what kind of storms the winter sends our way. We are announcing our permanence here among the living, and on this planet. Announcing we are here to fight for hope. Fight for a better world. So this year, we are shining brighter. We will out shine climate change on this farm. We will out shine this virus. We will stand our ground against the cold, and the snow, and the darkness of the winter, and a world sadly lacking in compassion it seems these days. We will do this for the 700 thousand people who have fallen. For us that is what it is about this year.
By the big fireplace.
We honor those who found meaning in these traditions and in this hope at the darkest point of the year by continuing the tradition to the fullest we are able. I won’t lie it isn’t easy to celebrate hope in a world where the president is making announcements about the shutdowns and lock downs he says he will not do no matter what the new variant holds for the population he represents and has a duty to protect. Ahead of all science on this new horrid strain. I have to say, I find it highly irresponsible leadership to say what we will and will not be doing before the information is in and before the advise of science. And yes, hope is so much harder to find for this season when a nitwit, is promising things that may be inadvisable while over 700 thousand have already died. I could let that fill me with hopelessness, but not this month. Not when everything is at it’s winter darkest. Not when the bleakness and cold surround my little old fashioned homestead farm house.
Christmas 2021
For all those that have been lost… For their memories… And because we are not alone. Many are gone but so many are left. And though finding the joy this year is hard, all the more reason to find it, build it, or create it. Because, without hope, we render ourselves useless in the dark times. I won’t relegate myself to something so shameful. That simply isn’t who I am. And if it was, I would have rolled over and died in a hospital bed at age 5 when I was hit by a car. I still have hope, because I am still standing, and I am the driving force of this tiny little homestead. My door is open to travelers passing through, and the house is warm and cozy and there is a light here with a tenacity that refuses to give up and die. It will be shining bright through the month of December in celebration of the festivals of hope and light that happen every year at this time.
Wildflower Farm Christmas 2021
If you need a light, I have room here at Wildflower. If you need some hope… I have a never ending supply, you can find it all over the property. In the playfulness of the goats, the smell of the house, the little lights in all the front windows, and the fires burning in our hearth. Hope is a choice. I have made mine. So this year, the second Covid Christmas, is hitting and yes, we have suffered massive losses… But I know, the sun is going to rise tomorrow and some months from now spring will come. There are brilliant minds out there fighting this miserable virus for us. I have faith that eventually we will light ourselves a path through this. We are happy to light a step along the way for you while we light our path for ourselves.
Christmas 2021
Merry Christmas.
Thank you for reading.
Hope is a choice, never forget that.
To plant, is to have hope for the future. This is what homesteading is at it’s core and foundation.
Hope through whatever difficulty you find yourself facing.
Amanda of Wildflower Farm
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Wildflower Farm, is a small New England homestead, B&B and AirBnB, in the Baystate. We came out here 7 years ago, when we returned from the better part of 10 years as peripatetic aristotelian nomads, for my husband's post docs. Upon our return, we had a plan. We had a lovely home. Everything was so clear. Then, I got sick. Things I used to eat all the time during our travels elsewhere in the world and even here before I left almost 10 years earlier made me ill. It took a couple trips to the ER and a trip to specialist... It became clear, something had changed in the way food is processed in this country since last I lived here. Some off label things was inevitably going to be my demise.
My husband and I looked around to see the clear path we were on, had exploded in front of us. We decided we had to create a new path for ourselves. We put children on hold. We found a small piece of land with a house we loved in a rural suburb in a right to farm area. I began researching how to do it ourselves. Grow it ourselves, make it ourselves, survive on our own as much as possible. We bought the property, and began plotting a new course. One that didn't involve off label chemicals. Closer to nature, with a lot more DIY, gardens, and animals for the products they provide. We created a life we loved though it hasn't always been easy and has of course come with compromise with each other, and even with ourselves.
Our family thought we had lost our minds. What were we doing leaving the city? We had no idea how hard this would be. They thought we would be back in 6 months. That was over 7 years ago, now. We have been making it work. They were not wrong, it isn't easy. But has anything worth doing ever been easy? And for us, avoiding as much store bought food as possible was simply necessary so I could live given how sick I was getting.
Then Covid hit.... We were lucky to have this place. It has allowed us a lot less need for public use territories which has kept us a lot safer and spared us much of the risk others face daily. This place, has given us a privilege through this of great meaning to us. To be of use in a difficult time. We have been able to help friends family and even strangers in need when things couldn't be found on store shelves. Or money was tight due to not working, rent being due and a child at home, or some other draining situation. We are so very grateful to have been able to not be helpless like so much of society through this miserable time. Our families, got used to it some time ago, us being out here. They made peace with it the day there was no bread and they had to ask me for some. Or when fresh vegies were rotten due to supply chain issues but they could find plenty in my garden.
Wildflower Farm, was a place I dreamed of. One of those sweet pastoral dreams a city dweller grows up knowing will never come true, that became unavoidable when I became ill. I never expected to get to do this. I never thought I had what it takes to make this work. I have learned pacing myself is important, compromise is critical, hard work never ends, burn out is real so breaks are just a necessary evil.
We are not fully self sufficient, but we work hard in that direction as we create a new path through life for ourselves, always reaching to do even more ourselves and to get closer to the ideal we envision. We are however far more self sufficient than many in this world. 7 years in, we continue to learn and grow in this homesteading lifestyle. We welcome comments and advice and ideas and questions.
We welcome visitors from all over to our home with strict covid policies in place. We spend our time learning to live all over again in a more environmental and sustainable way though even there we are far from perfect always learning and growing doing better as we know better.
This little homestead farm is a magical place named for the New England wildflowers that grow all around. A place where a physicist, watches the night sky on clear nights with the aide of mirror and glass, and a woman, works endlessly in the gardens, the kitchen, and a variety of projects to create and to keep a very unique life style running and functioning. Wildflower Farm, has become so much more than simply a piece of land we can grow a few vegetables on. The longer I spend here, the more alive the land seems, the more I learn about it's function and the more meaning it has. My place in the universe and the next steps on our new path become ever more clear.
We welcome you on this journey with us.
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