My husband and I first met in second grade. Yes, really! He lived on a sheep farm and I on a potato farm. We managed to navigate elementary school then junior high and graduate together in the late 1980’s. After we married, to save money we built our own home. Now we are at it again with my family's farmhouse. Once you spend part of your life on a farm, its soul wraps around you and is always there as part of you.
The stone farmhouse was built in 1818. There is a small side section of the farmhouse built before this date. This tiny section was a sod house. The original owners built the stone house while living in the sod house.
The idea of a farmhouse was irresistible and we had to purchase my family farm when given the chance in 2012. We have had the Farm for several years and have been saving and planning. Finally, we have mustered the mental strength (I think) to give the restoration the green light. It will be slow as we progress at our own pace and messy because that’s how we roll! We are older now and supposedly wiser and ask you all to follow along on our journey to make over our Family Farm. Check back often for blog posts on our progress! (or better yet, subscribe!)
This is a pic of me (circa 1988), chinking between the logs on our family’s log farmhouse build. My family tagged and deconstructed an 1850s log house, transported it, and reconstructed it on our family farm. We worked over a five year period. Our family was so excited to get into our “new” house. We could hardly wait. Constructing the house was slow going but worth the struggle. The experience was transformative. I learned as a youth, if you want something done or just done faster; complaining changes nothing. Pick up some tools and get to work to make it happen.
Anyone who knows us knows that we keep vizslas (always). Ryan and I had our first fur baby together before we were married. There is a bit of history with my family and this breed. My grandfather had a vizsla in the 1960s before most had even heard of the breed. The breed became a family favorite with its intelligence, personality, loyalty, and what I like to call “Joie de vivre.”
A vizsla's zest for life gets them in some trouble but the scales usually tip toward laughter instead of that trouble. That's me on the left with a liter of 13 circa 1972. I could not imagine my life without my fur babies. We have always had 2 or 3 at a time because we love chaos. If you follow along on Vintage Farm Life’s Instagram, you will see that the vizsla family members feature heavily. I often like to share their antics and adventures on instagram because they bring laughter and joy to everyone and who doesn’t need more of that!
This was a massive undertaking for 2 twenty-something newlyweds. We could not have accomplished our goal without tremendous love and support from our family and friends.
In 1996, we married and began our first crazy project together. We built our own house. When I say built, I mean swinging hammers, not picking out finishes for a contractor.
This first adventure taught us a lot. We learned compromise and perseverance along with framing and plumbing. It was an amazing experience but we said, "never again."
We lived and loved in that house for years and our 2 bedroom house was perfect...until we needed a 3 bedroom house.
We decided to build a home as a wing to my parent's log farmhouse on the family farm site in 2004. It was a bigger project and we did it juggling 2 children and work and life. This home allowed the kids the space needed to grow food, house animals, and live a farm life.