tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3617428990857687043.post5096793682755266445..comments2024-03-29T09:41:45.299-04:00Comments on Bee Haven Acres... Tales From The Farm: How I Got Here....Bee Haven Bevhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10003927601786061426noreply@blogger.comBlogger19125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3617428990857687043.post-32419883493451171252011-10-14T07:05:05.918-04:002011-10-14T07:05:05.918-04:00Bev this was a wonderful post. Yes I agree..your N...Bev this was a wonderful post. Yes I agree..your Nana and Papap would be very proud of you and your husband and all that you've accomplished. Your Nana sounds like my Grandpa...he LOVED his vegetable garden and my Nana loved her English flower gardens. They had a beautiful yard that was mostly gardens and people would stop by to admire the flowers. I could sure use her advice here on the farm. Speaking of the farm...you're very right in that life slows down in the country and I'm loving every moment of it. I could do without so much dust but I wouldn't trade it for town or city life. Enjoy your day!<br />Maura :)Maura @ Kisiwa Creek Photographyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10992187526413563417noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3617428990857687043.post-40911869363205899922011-10-13T23:42:48.103-04:002011-10-13T23:42:48.103-04:00I have grown up in the farming life and plan to ha...I have grown up in the farming life and plan to have my own hobby farm when I'm all grown up. I want to have a summer home in Montana or Nova Scotia and live somewhere without harsh winters the rest of the time. I love the farming life, and always will.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3617428990857687043.post-41848629903889222682011-10-13T18:53:38.732-04:002011-10-13T18:53:38.732-04:00Beverly, I too, grew up in the suburbs (in Colorad...Beverly, I too, grew up in the suburbs (in Colorado). But, my dream was to live in that big ol White farm house with the huge red barn and the horses... up on the hill, just on the outskirts of our suburb.<br /> I have been on my farm in Tennessee for 20 years now. Once a farm-girl, always a farm-girl. You are so right about the hard work, it is never done, but how could we ever do anything else.And when the days work is done, nothing compares to sitting out on the porch of a sweet June evening and listening to the peepers while the sky is filled with the twinkling and blinking of fireflies. What a life!jerilandershttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07418564262425621746noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3617428990857687043.post-78814459649248860942011-10-13T18:29:13.181-04:002011-10-13T18:29:13.181-04:00You stated it perfectly. This could almost be my s...You stated it perfectly. This could almost be my same story. I think farming is in your DNA. I don't think everyone would get the same feeling as we do having a farm. It's funny how it puts everything in perspective. After just a few months on the farm, I really know what is important now. I have a clarity of mind like I've never known. I know exactly what I want to be doing 20, 30 whatever years from now.JeffJustJeffhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04574511510296447394noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3617428990857687043.post-16265083903706333642011-10-13T14:07:28.977-04:002011-10-13T14:07:28.977-04:00Beautifully stated! .... I grew up in suburbia as ...Beautifully stated! .... I grew up in suburbia as well, but vowed to live out in the country someday... which started with a move with an old retired racehorse I adopted.. from Staten Island to Connecticut. Since then, it's been horse farms all the way.Karen thisoldhouse2.comhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03302171590212119499noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3617428990857687043.post-55443232963913724232011-10-13T13:49:13.146-04:002011-10-13T13:49:13.146-04:00Well said! I feel that there is so much rushing ar...Well said! I feel that there is so much rushing around in our lives. In the end we drop into bed and get up in the morning to do it all over again. Now I get to sit in the pasture while the goats graze around me and the pups play. <br />That is a pleasant afternoon.Kellyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08257564938538898594noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3617428990857687043.post-69053634636073254342011-10-13T12:10:30.704-04:002011-10-13T12:10:30.704-04:00I love your photos and your story this morning. T...I love your photos and your story this morning. This is one faithful reader of your blog. I may not comment every time but I'm always here! Thank you for letting me enjoy your farm life through your blog and it allows me to dream.Junebughttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06323342799656119424noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3617428990857687043.post-54657079805081314102011-10-13T11:41:24.364-04:002011-10-13T11:41:24.364-04:00A beautiful post, Bev. I love reading about your ...A beautiful post, Bev. I love reading about your life on the farm. I'm sure it's a lot more work than most of us realize (and more than you let on, I suspect)...but the rewards are obviously bountiful. Thank you for sharing your little bit of heaven with us.<br /><br />KathyKatyDidStitcheshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10924565488913959754noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3617428990857687043.post-74486059534446606132011-10-13T10:45:53.341-04:002011-10-13T10:45:53.341-04:00You live the life some of us can only dream of.
I ...You live the life some of us can only dream of.<br />I so enjoy your animals,gardens,writings,pictures,and of course your precious little grandson.<br />I have 5 of my own and adore everyone of them.<br /><br />Thanks for sharing your beautiful life with all of us.Denise S.https://www.blogger.com/profile/09946546848923346882noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3617428990857687043.post-46651996034281701302011-10-13T10:43:48.368-04:002011-10-13T10:43:48.368-04:00Lancaster County is a beautiful place. I lived the...Lancaster County is a beautiful place. I lived there for two years, met and married my husband. I remember how enjoyable fall is there. We haven't been farmers for long, but I know it's what I'd like to do for the rest of my life, if God is willing. You have a very lovely farm and home.jeanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05732358856419035775noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3617428990857687043.post-80531624285577125252011-10-13T10:11:52.836-04:002011-10-13T10:11:52.836-04:00And thank you for sharing your joy! I love living...And thank you for sharing your joy! I love living the true farm life through your blog!!Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14936347065663772216noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3617428990857687043.post-84909007718230344932011-10-13T10:05:14.672-04:002011-10-13T10:05:14.672-04:00Enjoyed your post.You're becoming quite the ph...Enjoyed your post.You're becoming quite the photographer..Thanks for sharing...Always..and the laugh!!This N Thathttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14660035693962636210noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3617428990857687043.post-72190509809677780102011-10-13T09:33:23.623-04:002011-10-13T09:33:23.623-04:00First things I do in the mornings after tending to...First things I do in the mornings after tending to the sheep and the chickens is to check for emails from my children and then drop by for a visit with you on your blog. I love your life and your pictures and your commentaries... and all your critters. Many thanks for sharing.sgtempletonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00890303005986836250noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3617428990857687043.post-81811563636213133772011-10-13T09:21:32.386-04:002011-10-13T09:21:32.386-04:00Thanks guys! And Tonya....you say it all so well!Thanks guys! And Tonya....you say it all so well!Bee Haven Bevhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10003927601786061426noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3617428990857687043.post-7451519884956750042011-10-13T09:02:43.419-04:002011-10-13T09:02:43.419-04:00I was out of town, and so missed several of your p...I was out of town, and so missed several of your posts.<br />Beautiful pictures of a life well chosen. I'm so glad you share the glorious countryside with us, your readers.<br />On a sadder note, I'm sorry to hear of Jacks passing. The circle of life is the hardest part on a farm.Carlahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14685492126157550044noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3617428990857687043.post-47406037549424424642011-10-13T08:38:17.844-04:002011-10-13T08:38:17.844-04:00Beautifully written. I grew up in farm country in...Beautifully written. I grew up in farm country in Iowa. I spent almost 3 decades working and living in the city. I never imagined I would end up on a little ranch with chicken poop and manure on my muck boots, driving a truck. But this is who I am at this chapter in my life. Full circle is good.Denise at Autumn Skyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00229028926029898680noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3617428990857687043.post-46938046804910440812011-10-13T08:15:43.899-04:002011-10-13T08:15:43.899-04:00I grew up this way on our hobbie farm, my mum and ...I grew up this way on our hobbie farm, my mum and dad came from England after the second world war my father was a soldier in and they wanted to farm and so they did we lived off of our land and live stock and mum also canned, jared, froze and dried as well we did it just like your Nana & Papa ! I am soo glad I was raised that way and have always been and always will be a country gal/farmer its in my blood as well. Wonderful post and photos. Have a wonderful day .Country Gal https://www.blogger.com/profile/08693944554850315123noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3617428990857687043.post-15914213349328610502011-10-13T07:29:28.380-04:002011-10-13T07:29:28.380-04:00I was born and raised a Country Girl from down on ...I was born and raised a Country Girl from down on the farm. I loved it and like you was always happiest with dirt under my nails and the quiet peace in my heart taht living on a farm offers. I think you said it perfectly! Its not for everyone but for those of us that farm life pulls on our hearts its the only place to be..One of the reasons I decided to move back to my home town and live on my brothers little farm.. As I grew older I missed it more and more. When the Rooster crows in the morning way to early I still smile, When the horses run & playin the pasture I stop what I'm doing to watch them, when the goat bleets for attention I gladly take a moment to love on her.When the barn kitty's are born I spend as much time as possible to show them the love of the human touch.When the Hen lays her eggs and decides to sit on them my anticapation grows as the day of the baby chick's arrival comes closer. then I make the best of friends with every little chic, soon to find them following me all over the barn yard or to my Craft shop where they know i will sprinkle a treat fr them to peck at.<br />When the garden is in full swing I pick a tomatoe off the vine and enjoy the warm sunshine in its sweet taste..Nope there's nothing better then livin on the peacefulness of the farm no matter the size it still has magic.<br /><br />thanks for sharing your thoughts they refect my own!!<br /><br />Blessings<br />TonyaMy Primitive Creations by Tonyahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15880977560517625522noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3617428990857687043.post-25273542126139094192011-10-13T07:21:45.950-04:002011-10-13T07:21:45.950-04:00Speaking as a grandpa, born and raised on a farm, ...Speaking as a grandpa, born and raised on a farm, I can assure you of one thing. Your grandparents are very proud of you. Hell, I'm proud of you and I don't even know you :)HoboJoehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16727302444597267246noreply@blogger.com