Tuesday, August 20, 2019

Nearly every morning I get up between 5:30 and 6:00 a.m. and go to sit down in what we call the “front room”. Really it is a parlor or sitting room, in the traditional sense, but it’s in the front of the house, so “front room” it is. I spend time reading the Bible and…

Tuesday, July 2, 2019

Nearly every time I write or type “2019”, I get a little panicky. It reminds me of how short time is. It reminds me that it has been almost 20 years since my oldest child was born. Was it really 20 years ago that I sat in the lamaze class, wondering when Lilly would be…

Worn To Thin

I feel like we are constantly playing “catch up” with things to do on the farm. The rain this year didn’t help. Not realizing that we were going to sell produce at a market until February this year made us realize that we didn’t have the garden space prepped for such an endeavor. And spending…

Working With the Rain

I’ve worked our garden through droughts and dry spells. I’ve shaken my fist at giant rodents called deer who ate my entire garden down to nubs. (I still growl when I spot a deer. I don’t think they are cute, not in the least.) This is the first year that I’ve had a hard time…

Shifting Seasons

Things are shifting around here.  The seasons are fighting for control of the weather.  The snow melted, then it rained a lot, so the ground is seeping with water.  When I take a step, the mud squishes and water comes out of the ground.  We are trying to get our barn door repaired in this….

Process of Elimination

I knew a couple of years ago, that there would be some changes in our future.  About 4 months ago, I really started feeling it, and told my husband.  Right around that time, things actually starting shifted around in our lives. For one, we put one of our houses on the market.  We had one…

Thursday, October 11, 2018 – Peace, Please

It seems like when I think things are swinging into peaceful, non-weird, non-dramatic times, something chaotic, weird, and dramatic happens. Then I can’t sleep because I’m worried about it. Then all my senses are on edge, and I’m cranky. As time goes on, it get easier to roll with the punches. Recovery time is less….