25 June 2017

Blue Moon Wisteria

Out in the horse's paddock is a vine that we've come to refer to as the monkey vine. It's thick and lush and slowly scaling up a choke cherry tree. For four years, we've lived on our beautiful homestead and never once did I notice the vine flowering...until this year.
Apparently, the monstrous vine is a blue moon wisteria and it produced thousands and thousands of interesting, fragrant flowers that stuck around for weeks. When Jack stumbled upon it as he was out walking the property, he called us all out for us to come and see.
Of course, the first thing Claire asked was if she could pick some and make a bouquet. Seeing as the plant wasn't in any want for flowers, we gave her permission and she picked a few, which she eventually turned into an interested albeit droopy flower arrangement.
The rest of us enjoyed the sights and wonderful smell that wafted through the air with every breeze.
Such a cool looking flower!
Not a day goes by that we don't discover something new at our place. Have to say, Mother Nature is pretty impressive and knows how to flaunt it.
Henry taking a whiff.
The flowers have gone now and all that's left are leaves, that provide a shady spot for the horses to retreat to when the sun gets too hot.
I've read that if we're lucky, the wisteria can bloom twice a year if the weather and soil conditions are good (and Jack thinks the horses aren't useful...they're  enriching the soil with every manure pile!). Here's hoping we get another round of blossoms and the beauty that comes with it!

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24 June 2017


It's time to confess that the rumors are true: our house is up for sale.

There isn't one specific reason that the time has come but a lot of things have culminated, making the decision feel right. One of the biggest motivations is to find something with a bit more land. If I had my way, I'd have a couple hundred acres out in the middle of nowhere and live right in the center of it, surrounded by my family, a modest house, and lots of animals (maybe a couple thousand, if I really think about it). But, Jack's job requires he be at the office and Indy isn't exactly a small city (can't someone invent transporters already?!) so we're looking for something in the area.
We loooove the wood floor we put in the great room!
The work is mostly done (that was A LOT of goals we crossed off the list in about two weeks) and Jack and I joke that, if nothing else, the house is in really great shape and if we ended up staying, we'd get to enjoy our finished product. Either way, we're in for a win-win situation.
Our kitchen is so pretty now!
So, if you know of anyone looking for a solid, unique, totally redone house on five beautiful acres with awesome neighbors and a great commute to Indy, feel free to send them our way! 
We have new bunk beds AND carpet!
Our master bath is like a spa retreat. I'll miss it!
The Rehomesteaders' adventures will continue one way or another!

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23 June 2017

Only Sisters

Power tools? Check. Nose picking? Check. Princess dresses? Check.

Henry's a prime example of a boy with only sisters.

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11 June 2017

Girls Night, Boys Night

A few weekends ago, Jack took Henry to a campout with a bunch of men and boys from church, leaving the girls at home. It's hard to say who had a better time...
A friend had dropped off a delicious dinner to help out with our newest arrival which let me sit down with the girls, turn on a movie and put up my feet. The girls also did each other's makeup...
...drew a likeness of me (see the similarities?), danced to some Shakira, ate a couple of desserts (that's right, a couple), and stayed up past their bedtime.
Zoey has a pretty good view for bathtime.
Then, it was just Zoey and I for the remainder of the evening. I took advantage of the quiet and got some writing done while watching a movie of my choice--a real treat!
Snoozin' and writin'.
Meanwhile, somewhere deep in the forest, Jack and Henry were roughing it.
Jack took some treats with him and once he set up camp (which literally was a hammock in a tree with a tarp strapped over the top), they perused the forest for morel mushrooms (which they didn't find--bummer!), got plenty dirty, ate too much sugar, sat around a fire, talking, and also stayed up late.
Who's ready for bed?
Um, did I mention they ate a lot of sugar and stayed up late?
I think Henry was that sticky and dirty until he came home and I could give him a bath!
It's hard to say who had more fun: girls night or boys night.

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