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….you better like mud. (My boots, yesterday, as I was leaving Beulah Petunia Land, post-milking.)
The other day, when I wrote about my day and a half, some people commented that I should write a post like that every once in a while so you don’t think farm life is too idyllic. (You can find another similar post here: A Hard Day’s Morning.)
Farm life, and any type of life, is only beautiful if you want it to be. Otherwise, life in general is pretty ordinary, and often, quite difficult. Farm life has its own unique difficulties. You don’t want to hear me whine about those difficulties every day. It wouldn’t be helpful for me personally, either, to dwell on the difficulties. I share them occasionally as part of humorous stories (as I try myself to see the humor). I don’t mean to pretend that farm life, or my life, is without obstacles, disappointments, pain, or sadness. But I don’t think gnashing my teeth over that stuff is the service I have to offer.
I’ve told this story before, but I’ll tell it again. This website was inspired by The Slanted Little House post. I didn’t write that post for this website. I wrote it for another website. One day I saw a small piece in one of the Charleston newspapers announcing a new website for West Virginia creative artists, asking for submissions from creative people in WV. I contacted them and eventually wrote a piece for them. When it was ready, I wrote to them again to submit it. And never heard from them. Ever. Eventually, I decided not to waste the work I’d put into the piece so I published it on my blog, which at that time was a small romance writer’s blog. I probably had something like 50,000 pageviews a month back then. That was in September, 2007. I really wasn’t sure if I should publish it on my blog as it didn’t fit in with my blog’s tone and topics at the time. I almost didn’t publish it. But I just couldn’t bring myself to waste the work I’d put into the piece, and I thought it was good. It made me cry every time I read it. It came from my heart.
And nothing I’d written for a long time had really come from my heart. Lo and behold, just when I thought I had nothing left to say and should quit writing entirely, I realized I had so much more to say.
The response to that post surprised me. And changed my life. And changed this website. By December, 2007, I had changed the name, design, and tone of this site, and that is how Chickens in the Road was born. I realized I could inspire and motivate and move people in a way that was positive, and I felt as if all the hardships I’d gone through in my life suddenly made sense and had purpose. I determined to leave romance writing and devote myself full-time to this website. From the day of the Slanted Little House post to now, you as my readers give me a service that is incredibly fulfilling to me. THANK YOU. This month, this website had over 600,000 pageviews. (I am amazed.) I am a believer. Follow your heart. You can’t go wrong.
Here’s a little secret–at the same time I find fulfillment in serving you, what I write here serves me. Life is difficult. I’m not always happy. But what I write here helps bring me to a focus, reminds me of why I’m doing this, why this ordinary farm life is splendid, and helps me see the beauty in every day. It is my daily affirmation.
See, I don’t just do this for you. I do it for me, too. Life is every bit as beautiful as I paint it. It just takes a little due diligence to see it through the trees.
Posted by Suzanne McMinn on October 31, 2010Registration is required to leave a comment on this site. You may register here. (You can use this same username on the forum as well.) Already registered? Login here.
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THANK YOU.
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Everyone cobbles together their life as they see fit.
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Now there’s a catchy title for a show tune! Which makes me think you should write a MUSICAL about your life on the farm. Clover and Beulah Petunia could be on Broadway!!! For authenticity, you could import WV mud to NYC! During halftime, just like they sold umbrellas at Mary Poppins, they could sell rubber boots!
VISUALIZE it now!
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She was right. The reality of life is: Daily life is A RUT. Everyone’s rut is different, but sometimes the *effort* to see it’s beauty and glory is the difference between a happy face and a sad face.
Thanks Suzanne, for the wonderful job you do of sharing at CITR, good days and bad!
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Thanks for all you do and for who you are. I for one am grateful!
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It seems to be a theme amongst bloggers this week to make the choice to be happy each and every day. I myself love finding the humor in things that are difficult or frustrating. It sure helps get through those hard times!
I love your blog!!!
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Dorrie in NC
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Most of my friends would not be remotely willing to do what I do for the love of my animals and this property. You know all about commitment and have an absolute flare in so many directions. Kudos.
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Yesterday’s post about following your dream was so powerful and inspiring; I’m still feeling edified!
And today? This? Your heart is in every word you write and I can FEEL it. I have never felt so connected to someone I’ve never even met; I am grateful for your spirit and your talent with words.
Like I said yesterday, I truly hope that you are able to sense and fill yourself with the outpouring of love from your readers….xoxo
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I love the theme of this website, “Life in Ordinary Splendor.” If I had to choose a theme for my life I think it might be “Celebrate the Ordinary”. It seems to me that life is made up of the ordinary, and if you’re paying attention, it’s breath-takingly, amazingly wonderful (even when it’s kind of awful, too). And reading this blog is something like having a friend to takes your arm and says “Look, look! See the way the sun is catching the dewdrops on that dandelion? It’s that pretty?” It reminds me to pay attention and celebrate the ordinary.
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When im having a “day and a half” of my own, i know i can always come here and there will be something positive, whether in your post or just the sense of community that is here. No other blog i read has that.
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I live on a farm in Nelson Co. Va. I so agree with the reality of mud! Don’t forget to remind folks that with great fun healthy animals you get lots of poo. Sometimes you get mud AND poo! Such is life–on the farm and elsewhere. I can’t imagine living anywhere else.
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