This is the name my husband suggested we call our farm. Obviously he works his fanny off here, mowing weeds, erecting fence, feeding and watering animals, moving the fence, stacking hay, unstacking and moving the hay, etc., etc. Sometimes, if he's really good, he gets to sit in the lazy girl and put his feet up, but let's be honest, this is a rare occasion.
I like, "Wabi Sabi Organic Farm."
I first came upon Wabi Sabi a couple years ago in a Mother Earth News magazine and it was love at first sight. Wabi-Sabi represents a Japanese world view or aesthetic accepting transcience and imperfection. It is often described as beauty that is imperfect, impermanent and incomplete. An appreciation for the ingenuous integrity of natural objects, simplicity, irregularity, imperfection, economy, austerity, modesty and process are characteristics of the wabi-sabi aesthetic.
My house is usually untidy. Cobwebs and dust are a common companion in my kitchen windowsill, looking out into my weedy flower garden. But its all a process. Just as we are all a process, in motion, gaining momentum and slowing down and growing, together.
I love my Wabi Sabi Farm. And though it may sometimes seem like Brittany's Labor Camp, the hubby loves it, too.
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