As our children return to school this week and another summer is about to end, a new season of life is on the horizon for my husband and me. And I believe this blog has run its course. I've shared the way our family and farm celebrate the four seasons with you twice, and sometimes thrice. While each year brings some new activities, recipes, decorations, and events, much of our life follows a rhythm of traditions and rituals that will seem repetitive to others. These traditions are what my family loves and counts on; they create the fond memories we all have of our life together on our little mountain farm. But they are bound to be boring to the rest of you. How many years in a row do you really want to see my pumpkin chocolate chip muffins, fall leaves and gourds on my front porch, and Catholic school children in their Land's End uniforms?
But not everything remains the same. The feeling at our house this summer is different from Augusts past. It is evident that we are no longer in the same season of life that we were when we moved here. My children are growing up. Four of our youngest five are in middle school and high school. We're about to have three in braces. One just got his driver's permit. We're going on college campus tours, and my teens are taking PSAT's. Our adult children are starting their own families, returning to graduate school, and living abroad. My husband is finishing an advanced degree and my days are filled with volunteering and coordinating schedules and managing our increasingly busy life. Less time and energy is devoted to animal husbandry and the gardens. This summer our only farm products are brown eggs and a few tomatoes every other day. And when I do have some down time, I am choosing to spend it in other artistic/creative/reflective pursuits. I cherish our family time more than ever as I see how fleeting these years actually are. And I find myself wanting to guard our privacy as our adolescent children don't want to see themselves show up in Internet images when their friends and classmates do a google search. I want to keep their birthdays and our holidays within our home in framed pictures on the bookshelves or in our digital family photo albums. It's too hard for me to separate the celebrating/decorating/cooking aspects of my life from the personal family moments that intertwine with everything I do. So I am writing this final post of the Preppy Mountain Farmhouse blog.
I have immensely enjoyed the past 2.33 years of blogging and sharing our life with all of you. I appreciate all of your follows, likes, and comments. I want to thank those of you who have subscribed and read my blog regularly, and I am especially grateful to those of you who left comments or included me in your blog roll. This blog will remain live until the domain name expires next April, but this will be my last day to write. I'll continue loading some less personal pictures to my Instagram gallery since photography is one of those creative past times I mentioned above. You can find my public page on IG at preppy_mountain_farmhouse.
So I bid you all a final adieu. And God bless!