Christina's Story

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I’ve had many careers in my life: school teacher, mental health counselor, creative arts therapist, to name a few.  I chose paths in teaching and healing in hopes of finding my Purpose.  The common thread throughout all was creativity and a desire to inspire.  It wasn’t until my daughter was born 12 years ago that things quietly started to take shape.  Dreaming of a life of creating beautiful things on a farm, Bohemian Farmgirl was born.  Finally, I was able to integrate all the things that meant the most to me:  Growing a family, Planting a farm, Nurturing a creative life.

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I read somewhere, “By doing what you love, you inspire and awake the hearts of others.” (unknown author) This is the mission of Bohemian Farmgirl, my Purpose.  Simple as that.  So, I craft this colorful handmade life to make my heart smile, with my little bohemian farmgirl-in-training by my side. I hope it makes your heart smile too.

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“And what is it to work with love? It is to weave the cloth with threads drawn from your heart, even as if your beloved were to wear that cloth. It is to build a house with affection, even as if your beloved were to dwell in that house. It is to sow seeds with tenderness and reap the harvest with joy, even as if your beloved were to eat the fruit. It is to charge all things you fashion with your own spirit.  Work is love made visible.”  ---Kahlil Gibran

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Maddie's Story

Madeline Knisley is the 12 year old daughter and muse of Christina Knisley and the “S” in “Bohemian FarmgirlS”, a forthcoming revision of their business name, which Maddie has required as a provision of their partnership in this venture.  She is a novice seamstress and knitter, and enjoys experimenting with her own recipes in the kitchen.  Her favorite homeschooling activities include creative writing and making art.  Horses are the center of her universe and she aspires to obtain a degree in equine studies and start her own ranch.  She currently takes English riding lessons and is learning to be a jumper. (God help the fragile nerves of her mother.)  

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