coastal farming- where our love of the ocean lives alongside our love of the countryside....
brought up on the coast- salty sandy feet...freckles on the nose...& now thrown into the gorgeous
countryside with wellies at the door...it makes for a lovely way to live...
it makes for a house of treasured collected pieces that make up these two sides of our life...
i now have *two passions* for how i want us to live- and *coastal farming* seems to encompass
them both...
if i could find us a little farm on the coast somewhere- that's where i'd see out my days...
we could have horses for *the girls*...a football pitch for *the boy*...
& an ocean for *us all*...
so...till that little piece of heaven falls into my lap...
i am surrounding us with *a way of living* that embraces that...
seashells & french farm chairs...
drifted wood & farm milk crates...
it gives me a sense of *what we've done* moving abroad...
a balance of what is now *the two sides of my heart*...
what now *makes up our children*...
my surroundings are paramount to my daily attitude...
i'd like to say i don't mind how we *live*...
that it's not important how *things look*...
that i'm just happy we're all here together...but that would be quite a lie- i admit it...
the rest of my life is good...really good, when i'm visually surrounded by things that i love...
the things that make me smile...that remind me of wonderful memories...
if it all looks good...i feel good...
shallow? not in my book...content....absolutely
i can be momentarily flippant- when i flick through a magazine & see a wonderfully modern, simply
laid out room- for just that second- i think aaahhh perfect- that's what we need...
we've all had those moments...
i can fall in love with a whallop of totally different looks as i flick through one magazine, but i know
what rocks my boat...what makes our house our home...
so...as i can't give up my milk crates...or my array of white farm chairs...or my treasured shells...
or my drift wood collection...or my french farm crates...or my striped cushions...or my collection of
beach frocks...i have decided that *coastal farming* is the way we shall live with, or without, that little
place of heaven on the ocean front...
a bikini & hunter wellies- now there's a fashion statement to represent our house!
happy weekend lovely bloggy friends
i have something really really really big to share on monday
&
i just may need you a little more than usual
xxx
x o x o x
What a lovely post and can I just say the thought of bikinis and hunter wellies makes me smile, I can picture that catching on straight away ha ha. I hope everything is OK and you are all safe and well. Take care, Have a great weekend x x x x
ReplyDeleteSo dreamy, your photos are divine :)
ReplyDeleteGorgeous photos my lovely :) And I love the way you write.
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I just sit and nod and smile to all you have written. I agree all the way. Have a lovely weekend Melissa. Leahx
ReplyDeleteWhat a great post Melissa! Totally agree! And those pictures....breathtaking! And where did you find the item that says coastal farming?? Or did you make it?
ReplyDeleteOne day I hope to visit you once you are back in austrailia and we will spend a day on the beach in bikinis and hunters!! :)
Yours in coastal farming,
Alima
xo
idyllic - a farm on the coast. love your photos! i have the same ikea mat.
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Mel..these are gorgeous images! And you know..both hubby and I hold the same dream...wouldn't that be a perfect little place to plonk and grow old..and watch our kids grow...Coastal Farming...love it!
ReplyDeleteWishing you a wonderful weekend lovely x
Adoring this post, Miss Melissa. Fab photos as always but loving the wistfulness and thought behind it. You have so much to process right now - I can feel it all settling into your bones. Wonderful. Lusting after that stripy rug ☺.
ReplyDeleteOh, and I thought of you today when writing my Nikki Gemmell post - have you read her 'Why you are Australian' book? It might be just what you need to read right now. J x
Hi Melissa.
ReplyDeleteWhat a wonderful set of images; all just so calming and pretty. What would one do without Hunter boots?! I don't think I could ever not live by the water now - in some form. I am so with you on those sandy toes and their importance in our little life. What serendipity that you came here - it's clearly made your life picture a brighter one. Lou x
Bated breath! (and sigh... your home is just sublime... the love oozes in every image) Xx
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Love the way you write Melissa. The juxtaposition of seashells and gumboots....perfect. I have to admit to an unseemly yearning for vintage crates and French farm chairs also.
ReplyDeleteI'm here. Anytime you want to chat - we can make a coffee date. I do this with a girlfriend who lives interstate. Her gorgeous husband bought us matching Anthropologie (!) mugs and we organise a time, make our respective coffees and then sit down a have a nice long chat over the phone. Hope all is well with you and your lovely ones. Meredy xo
Gosh your blog is my new eye candy, I just love these images.
ReplyDeleteAs an Aussie gal who lives by the beach with the bush behind us and also has a love for the country I can so relate!
I can also relate to the need to be surrounded by things which I love and which look lovely.
Not always the easiest task to keep it looking lovely with 4 young children around let me tell you!
You make it look effortless with your beautiful images.
What stunning images! They sum up your dual loves of the English countryside and the beach! Hugs from the sunny Gold Coast! (wishing I could pop in for a hot English cuppa!) x
ReplyDeleteThe photographs in this post are truly stunning! And you've added a new phrase to my lexicon - coastal farming - love it!
ReplyDeleteLove the pictures! Beautiful
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