The above photo was shot on my way home from a weekend trip in South Western Wisconsin. While driving down a two-lane hwy in Amish country I spotted an old abandoned farmhouse, barn and smaller barn, along the side of the road. Being the adventurous woman that I am, coupled with the fact that my heart *beats* for artsy photography shots such as this, we pulled over. I cannot begin to speak of the wonders within this house. It was astonishing to actually get in there and see and *feel* the history; to wonder what the story behind letting such a wonder fall into utter disrepair...
And so we went through the entire house, minus most of the shorter bit to the left - which I am kicking myself for NOT exploring! There were so many amazing things within this small home...
I am just an average Mid-western girl living a life of complex simplicity. New journals, fresh pens/sharpies, a blanket and a big ol’ comfy chair in crisp Autumn air, those are the think that make my heart thump. My hair is usually a mess and I rarely wear makeup. I play in the rain, squeal with glee at the feeling of mud squishing between my toes, and enjoy pretty much anything that takes place outdoors. I’m a woman working in a man’s world. Writing-wise, I'm a member of SCBWI but basically put all my children’s book writing on hold (temporarily) to pursue publishing more to my peer level. I've completed writing 4 books (all of which need major editing before they ever see the light of day!) and dream of being a published author one day. I love the smell of fresh air and clean laundry; cement just after the first drops of rain, and babies. I dress like a tomboy because I like being comfortable, but truth be told I would love more than anything to wear dresses and aprons all the time, like Donna Reed.
The cat who actuallylikes to wear clothes. He is fuzzy and has a huge fluffy tail. He's ornery at certain times and absolutey adorable at other times. He's known for giving kisses, playing fetch, and sitting when asked to do so; usually for treats. Like a job foreman he surveys everything and tends to perch on high shelves at angles where he can see what everyone in the house is up to. He's 13 pounds of man meat and I love him to bits.
Ivy Jane is my rescue kitten. She was part of an entire litter that was abandoned by it's owners and then rescued by a fellow blogger who cared for her until she won her way into my heart an home. Ivy is a chunky monkey with a big round belly and a million things to talk about. She's the one who runs in front of me and trips me on a daily basis, would eat non-stop if I let her, talks incessantly, purrs all the time, cuddles with me when I'm cold (or when just watching tv) and who licks my face to wake me up each morning. Ivy makes it impossible not to be smitten with her.