I believe that a person is defined by the freckles on their nose, their favorite books, the way they laugh, who they love, their happiest memories, and the beautiful messes that move them. I believe in leadership by example, that the loudest voice is a person's actions. I believe that there's nothing stronger than gentleness, and nothing as gentle as true strength. And lastly, I believe in emulating these beliefs through hard work, diligence, and love.
When I step into a room, I want to enter an open landscape of wild textures, priceless keepsakes, and subtle windows into a person's heart; the way you know someone by just looking at the topography of their hands. If I could define my decorating style, it would be something like "Scandinavian seaside farmhouse". I love the simplicity, cleanliness, and openness of Scandinavian cottages with their focus on textures, not colors or amount of objects. The eclectic, comforting nature of seaside cottages with bowls of collected trinkets, organic movements of twisted drift wood and crumbling sand dollars, and careless tossing of throws, blankets, and beach hats. And farmhouses that perfectly combine homemade meals, grandfather's stories, and precious memories with work equipment, sturdy materials, and an atmosphere of perseverance.
I'm striving to become LESS self-efficient by growing my own food...I want to learn to rely on the earth to provide, on my spouse to support, on God to protect, on my stock to endure, and on my neighbors to share. I do not see food as a product. I see it as a story; the time it took to sprout a seed/raise an animal, the time it took for that seed/animal to mature, the time it took protecting, harvesting, and cooking the resulting sustenance. I view myself as part of that plant or animal's life, whether I raised it myself or picked it up down the street. In this way, I am at my most sincere and at my most humble
It seems my generation has been bitten by a travel abroad bug. Exotic countries and unknown cultures are all my friends talk about. Not me, my style of adventure is a little different. I am very content to know my home like the back of my hand, to have a tried and true sanctuary. When I get the urge to explore, it takes me deep into the forest, high upon a trail-less mountain, far into the ocean. Trailblazing, scuba diving, and week-long backpacking trips are my idea of travel. To see how lost I can be. To see how dirty I can get. To see how wild I can become.