First off, as the beginning of December is upon us, I wanted take a moment to remember my father.
He died one year ago this month. He was handsome, charming, funny and could light up a room. I hope he has finally found Peace.
The photos I am about to show you were taken in the early 1970's. I lost all my photos in hurricane Katrina but my sister was nice enough to share a few with me.
So I thought While I was at it I would tell you a little bit about where I came from. My parents got married young, at 19 I think. They left their homes in New Jersey and moved out west and ended up settling in Oregon on 65 acres of land.
Our family was part of "The Back to The Land Movement".
This meant we had a garden that most our food came from. We were vegetarians.
My mother made all of our clothes on an antique sewing machine which she still owns today.
My father was a carpenter. A couple years prior he helped build the stage for Woodstock. My husband and I now have his original Woodstock poster framed in our music studio.
He built the one room cabin that I was born in. My mother had become a midwife and together her and my father delivered me in that one room cabin. That very cabin is shown in the back round in the photo below.
Before I was born they also lived in a tent and an old school bus. I am the youngest of three.
This is my beautiful mother in her early 20's.
So, what does living this kind of life mean?
It means we didn't have electricity, running water or indoor pluming. So we had an outhouse, Kerosene lamps to light our house and a wood stove to keep warm.
We took a bath about once a week.
We had a well with fresh water in it. So if you wanted to take a bath you'd venture outside, fill a bucket with water, heat it on the stove and dump it into the bathtub several times over to bathe yourself. It's no wonder a good scrubbing was only once a week.
So what did we do all day?
Played outside almost all the time. We made awesome forts and ran wild. We played with the animals, rode horses bareback, got bucked off A LOT, our parents read us lots of books and we listened to a battery operated radio once in a while.
We had chickens, rabbits, horses, donkeys, dogs, cats, oh the list goes on and on.
This is me when I was 4.
Shortly after this we moved into town but I still have many memories of that time in my life and I will forever have life memories and skills that helped shape me into who I am today.
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| And how cute are those shoes? I totally want a pair now! |
I just wanted to share a little about where I came from with you as I don't think I ever have before.
What kind of childhood did you have?
A LITTLE NOTE:
For the next week I will be posting "The Best of Bouffe e Bambini". So I hope you don't get bored but I will be posting some of my all time favorite outfit, recipes, DIY projects, and personal stories. I will also be posting some new things too so don't worry!!!! I'll share why with you later but I've got good reason. Oh and the followers widget will re appear just for a little while. If you don't already follow I would L*O*V*E it if you would. I love new friends!!! Just trust me on this one. Say a little prayer for me:)
I just want you all to know how much I appreciate your undying support especially at this time in my life!!!!
I am feeling very hopeful and grateful!
HAPPY HOLIDAYS!!!!!!!
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