Visiting the Mountain Farmlet: into each life some rain must fall

It rained on Friday.   I don’t do well with rain on the road since my accident in California in the rain.  I totaled my car and permanently injured myself.  Anyway, I no longer spontaneously burst into tears at the sight of a wreck in the rain (It’s PTSD the Dr told me way back then) but OH-BABY I don’t usually go looking to drive in it…  EVER.

That said, I had an appointment with the Octogenarian to see her gardens and I was going to get there!

So, I bundled the dogs into the car, brought plenty of water and a bowl for Tucker, dropped Buddy off for the day at the groomers, stopped 5 times in 80 plus miles for the Little dog to PEE (I couldn’t leave him home all day in his condition now could I?)  paid for insurance on the new Farmlet, transferred the water into our name, found out I need proof of ownership and $160.00 to transfer the electric into our name, and that the trash service office is only open for business for one hour a day (because it’s a one man office and he wears four hats, and three of those hats require him to be out of the office!!!) and somewhere in all that I ate the ugliest lunch in history (normally I would have asked the cook to try again, but under the circumstances I don’t think it would have helped and I was really hungry, and it didn’t poison me) and then it was nearing 2:00 PM and time for my visit!   

In short it was a busy day!

(Insert a rather long inhale here)  😉

I arrived on time and she came out onto the porch to greet me.  We then proceeded to go inside because it was still raining cats and dogs!  He daughter was visiting, introductions were made, and we sat round the table in the breakfast room, drank coffee, and visited for two hours or more!

As we got to know each other better I was struck with the thought, that it was sad that we couldn’t be neighbors.  She is such a lovely and sweet woman.

Later when the rain let up and the sun pretended to burn through the clouds, we peeked at the gardens from the back deck and from the front porch.  Even with all the pelting from the heavy rain, the flowers showed me their potential and it was amazing!  Lilies, roses, iris, and so much more await me when we finally move up on the mountain.  And get this!

Even though she is moving away in a few short weeks, she and her daughter spent quite a few hours out in the garden weeding it!  (I understand this, and probably will do the same before we leave our current Farmlet.  🙂 )

~*~*~*~

Now, about that rain.  This was the spent version of the rain that had caused the bad weather in the Midwest earlier in the week, and although we didn’t have severe weather, it was coming down in buckets nonetheless!

This meant that the gardens were tattered and puddled.  I’ll say no more except that I promised you pictures and I am delivering on that promise!  😀

Click the photo to enter the Mountain Farmlet…

~*~*~*~

PLEASE NOTE

This post was scheduled to be shared over the weekend, but with all the commotion the severe weather has caused over the past two weeks, I just didn’t have the heart.  In retrospect, my annoyances pale in comparison.

I know very well how awful these storms can be because we lived through them in April of 2011.  The devastation is incomprehensible.  There is seeing it on television, and then seeing if first hand.

INCOMPREHENSIBLE!

My heart aches for all who have suffered the loss of life and property.  God bless these people, heal their hearts, and give them strength.

~*~*~*~

Be still, sad heart, and cease repining; Behind the clouds is the sun still shining; Thy fate is the common fate of all, Into each life some rain must fall…

from The Rainy DayHenry Wadsworth Longfellow

~*~

UPDATE: the mountain farmlet edition

I have received word from the realtor that the owner and son are proceeding with estimates and repairs to the 174-5 year old house.  They have called in the plumber, and termite inspector, and are waiting for the estimate from the electrician to proceed.

When I last reported to you about the Mountain Farmlet, you will recall that we were asking for them to repair, or discount the price by 15K for repairs on the following:

  • foundation
  • electrical
  • plumbing
  • and roof 

Things seem to be moving in a very positive direction!  This makes me very hopeful, that we will be able to close the deal and take ownership of this antique home.

I know you think we have lost our minds, but this is a once in a lifetime event.  Yes, it is an old house, but after the repairs we feel that she still has a few good years left in her.  The house will never be perfect, it wasn’t when it was first built!  But, it is precisely those imperfections quirks that make it such a charming old estate.

We really are looking forward to living there on the mountain.

~*~*~*~

Again, thank you to everyone for your goodwill and prayers for us.  They encourage us.

~*~

The New Farmlet from the back

When, and realistically if, she becomes ours, then she will become

The Mountain Farmlet

What else?  😉

~*~

My Window Faces the South

“My window faces the South, and [we’re] almost half way to heaven…”

(Please see the notes on this song at the end of the post!)

~*~

Follow me, through the woods…

OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERA

keep going!

OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERA

Past the pony who’s escaped his pasture.

OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERA

Hello, naughty Pony!

Past some pretty new flowers of spring.

OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERA

We’ll follow along the creek for a bit,

OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERA

and beyond the water pump,

OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERA

and the pond,

The pond

to…

The New Farmlet from the back

The new Farmlet!

An antique home (174 years and counting) on 23 acres with a pond for Polly and Frellnick, and that wonderful walking trail you just accompanied me on through the woods and along the creek!

New Farmlet two

Looking from the front you will see the rock fireplace, which is where the old log cabin was constructed in the 1840s.  Later, the home was expanded in the 1920s to the proportions you see here.  In 2006, there was an addition of a large bedroom and bath in the back.  All of the wood for the construction over the years came from the property.

I can’t wait to show you the inside, but wait we must until the escrow closes.

I feel as if I am in a dream, and now understand why God said, “No” the first time around. 

We are so blessed!

~*~

I want to thank each and every one of you for your prayers and heartfelt good wishes.  They mean so much! 

May all your blessings be returned to you tenfold!

~*~

NOTE:  The refrain above is from “My Window Faces the South.”  It was written back in back in 1937 by Jerry Livingston, Abner Silver and Mitchell Parish.  I always assumed, incorrectly, that it was a Commander Cody and his Lost Planet Airmen original.  Who knew?  I sure didn’t!  It was made popular by Fats Waller and has remained so to the present day.

CREDITS:  Want to know more?  Go to Community Voices HERE to read all about it.

Sometimes it stings a little…

joker, playing card, evan sklar

“…The waiting is the hardest part
Every day you see one more card
You take it on faith, you take it to the heart
The waiting is the hardest part…”

~Tom Petty~

~*~*~*~

We found our dream home, and made an offer.

~*~

The seller said yes,

The bank said yes.

We’ve been approved for our loan…

~*~

Our current home has become so devalued in this economy that our funding was not enough to pay for the Appalachian Farmlet.

~*~*~*~

I have no words.

~*~*~*~