Wednesday, March 23, 2011

very vintage inspired...


There once was a girl who thought she needed to prove to herself and those who loved her most that she could take care of herself.   To show herself that she was strong, and self reliant and maybe a bit of a hippie child. 
So she moved to one of the most beautiful area in MI. and rented one of the most affordable places she could find.  You see, there would be no borrowing money, no needing to ask for help.  Not that those who loved her wouldn't offer, but she had something to prove.

So in this land of wine country and hotels and golf resorts, what could she afford?  A piece of Waldens Pond.  She settled in the first day 'nesting', setting up her sweet little cabin and laying out the few art supplies she brought with her and taking stock of her literature. She would need those things,  you see, what she found was this little log cabin set on a tree farm.  One that was full of history but lacking most everything else she took for granted.  No electricity, no running water, no bathroom. What it offered was an unusable outhouse that had a snakes nest in it, and a wonderful little pond which fed her soul and a beautiful blue heron daily. 

I learned alot about myself in the months that I lived in this sweet place.  It doesn't look exactly like I remember it.  It has recently had a fire and so is boarded up.  It seems much smaller than I remember and the outhouse is gone. (too bad) :) 
 I did read a great deal, and I thought I was so cool when I lit my gas lamps to read by at night.  I played with different art supplies and became a bit more confident in my abilities.  But where I gained the most confidence was in myself.  I worked two jobs that summer and I did not have a car so I rode the 10 miles or so into town on my bike, downhill to work and up some crazy hills after a long day of waiting tables.  I was the strong woman I was searching for.



I have never regretted living on Jack Frost's Tree Farm ( yes, that was really the name of it!)  I am so glad the girls wanted to go see it, it made me a bit melancholy but I sincerely loved it.  We took pictures with our phones because we were pretty sure that after the fire it will probably be gone before I am able to visit again. 
It looks like the inhabitants after me had electricity, and there was a t.v. antenna out back... they don't know what they missed out on.

Thank you for going down memory lane with me.

Love,
Theresa xoxo

I am linking up to Vintage Inspiration Friday over at Debras
and Take a Risk Day over @ Nesting Place

p.s.  I reread this and thought just in case you got the idea I was a big brave girl, I was NOT!  I was scared out of my wits at night quite a bit, but I got through it.  I have used that lesson throughout my life, and it has served me well!

22 comments:

  1. Hi Theresa,
    I admire you for taking time to find out who you are. It must have been really difficult living alone and making do with what you had. I'm sure that's why you are the special person that you are today. Thanks for sharing such a wonderful story.

    hugs
    Sissie

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  2. What a great story! You have had such an interesting past. How cool to have lived there. I am sure that you had legs of stone after daily workout! So nice that it was still there for one more visit.

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  3. What a great story!!! You are a brave girl especially when we find the "woman" inside. You are a delight and a blessing.

    Have a wonderful week

    xo
    Kate

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  4. wow Theresa what a fascinating story!
    Such strength and courage.
    I am sure it is a great example to your kids that they can do anything they set out to do.
    GREAT POST!
    Amy

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  5. You are a big, brave girl...I could never do anything remotely like this. You are an inspiration and I am sure these lessons have served you well throughout life..;j

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  6. I said I wanted to hear more and there it is, this delightful story...

    Loved it :D

    xx
    z

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  7. Your story gave me chills...that is a story to be proud of ...you planted your seed and made roots...those roots grew into your life and the person you are today. Well done....tiff

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  8. I love your story. I would have loved to have lived in this adorable cabin. Much more simple. Thanks so much, Sheryl

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  9. BRAVE, strong, smart girl! What an amazing time that must have been. What we survive makes us stronger!!
    hugs,
    Debra

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  10. That is something I would have never been able to do. I admire how you followed through with what you wanted to do and how you learned to truly depend on yourself to get things done. A great story!! I can't imagine not having electricity or working toilets!!
    Have a great day.
    Jane

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  11. What a wonderful experience for you! I can imagine all that you have taken away from this. Just think what kids complain of today.

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  12. Oh I adore your Jack Frost cabin!

    I am currently hosting an auction of vintage and antique linen treasures. Stop by and take a peek.

    Have a wonderful weekend.

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  13. What a Great Story..... You Are a Very Brave Girl, I Know I could have Never done that, yet the Idea is Amazing.... How did you get rid of the Snakes Nest??? Yuck!
    Hope Springs start to stick it's head out, I am so tired of the Cold!
    Have a Wonderful Weekend
    xox
    Cheryl

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  14. Oh Theresa I want to be like you when I grow up!! I too wanted to be a hippie and save the earth by recycling it and living in a log house! Remember the magazine Mother Earth News.I loved that magazine. I do believe it's still around. I tried but the city is no up north woods! Isn't Michigan the perfect place for what you bravely did? You amaze me all the time girl!! XO Love ya, Fran.

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  15. Wow, lucky you! Looks like a simple life that so many crave XOL

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  16. OOOOOH! I just got my package in the mail! You are just too generous! I love everything! I made a post about it too. My Monday post you will see where I have put somethings. It was packaged so pretty too! You can better believe that we are going to go saleing this summer! I will be toting that cutesy purse too. Thank you again!

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  17. okay Theresa...could you be any cooler?!!! I can't believe you did that! With an outhouse! I don't think I could do it...I have to be honest, I love that you did it but I know I never could have. What a cool piece of history...of YOUR history. Glad you took the girls out to see it...could they even believe it?

    I can't believe that you let your kids name your babes!!! That is so amazing! If I did that I would have a little boy named Lightning McQueen or a little girl named Cinderella. You are lucky you raised kids with such good taste & they could actually pick out some cool names!

    Have a great weekend theresa! I have my sisters 3 kids coming over in 5 minutes to babysit so I better get going!

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  18. I can't believe you lived there without electricity or a bathroom! I bet you did really find yourself out there. How you react and adapt says so much about you.

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  19. Oh my gosh, what an amazing story--WOW! I can't believe you did that--you have such guts. This is sooo inspiring!

    And when I read what you wrote on my blog, I cried. It was so moving...I've re-read it 3 times!

    Have a great day...You are an inspiration.
    XO
    Cindy

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  20. Well you are still 'a big brave girl' to me. That is amazing that you would live here, by yourself Theresa! It really must have been a character building experience. I would have maybe, maybe lasted a week.lol! Thank you for sharing your little cabin with all of us. I feel I just got to know you better.

    I love your beautiful soldering in your previous post. You have so many wonderful talents. I am sure that the above experience brought that out in you even more.
    sending hugs

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  21. What a great story, how fun that some of the best times of our lives where when we were the poorest. I have to tell you I was on the journey with you until you got to the snakes next YEWWW!

    Carol

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Thank you so much for visiting me here at The Old White House, your comments make my day! ~ Theresa xoxo