Morningside Meadows Farm
This is where we work play & grow
Our rural farm is nestled amidst corn, beans and hay crops on the west side of Clark County, Ohio. The homestead faces east and the sun greets us each day on the ‘morning side’. Many early misty mornings we look out over our 5 acre meadow towards the rising sun and are thankful that God brought us here.
The Land.
When Morningside Meadows came to be more than two decades ago it was just a blank 5 acre piece of farming ground. Originally part of the larger family farm— it was divided up over the years and my husband, the great-grandson, purchased the southern-most plot. When I married into the family, I would refer to the land as a “meadow” rather than just an empty field. (My poetic conscience for what it’s worth.)
We drew up the plans and my young builder hubby built our humble abode. The house faces east with trees to the north, south and west. The early bird gets to enjoy a beautiful sunrise!
And Beyond.
Morningside Meadows is not far off the beaten path. We are centrally located between 5 counties in west-central Ohio— Clark, Greene, Montgomery, Miami and Champaign. Our place is near the small town of New Carlisle, yet surrounded by agriculture. The property is adjacent to Honey Creek and the long forgotten burg of Dodo. Here we have room to spread our wings with wide open spaces for our family to grow and we are blessed.
A farm is a Labor of love.
We are rarely idle at Morningside Meadows. Life is an adventure of work, play and social activities. We value good rest when we lay down at night, tired from our labors and satisfied that we’ve done our best.
There are always projects… a constant parade of them! When the land starts as a blank canvas, what you begin to do is dream— buildings and boundaries are what give us a sense of belonging to the land. Rocks add bones, fences add closure and growing things soften all the edges. 25 years later we are still finding the courage to invest sweat equity in this now 8 acre canvas. New projects are hatched, sweat poured out, mistakes made. Still we dream. “Hard work never hurt anyone” the old saying goes. Someday we will rest but at present we are hard at work making memories and a place to call home on our farm.
