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Finally, this ‘ol homesteader can breath a sigh of relief! Dare I say… something went as planned? And considering the fact that nothing ever goes as planned, I’m counting this a big success. Huge. Gigantic. An incredibly large success. A delicious success, too. In fact, if it was up to me, I’d bathe in this
I’ll pretend like I didn’t spend the better part of two hours writing out a deliciously goal-filled post before my WordPress crashed and took with it every last word. I’ll also pretend like I didn’t cry out to the heavens in a form of protest after said crash happened. After all, there is far bigger
I did it. I got sucked into computer-land for too long. And when that happens, I peel myself away – brain slightly sizzled – and instantly try and find something to do that will ground me. Baking bread has always been one of those things. It’s a reminder to me that I’m living. And that
I showed up at my parents house last night for supper, battered, bruised, and on the verge of tears. They, as always, ushered me in, handed me a cold beer, entertained my children, and allowed me to vent. You see, sometimes homegirl needs to just some things off her chest. Sometimes, it’s gotta get out
After getting all set up with our hives a few months ago, this past weekend, it was finally time to get some bees in the hives! This was a magical moment for me. I’ve dreamed of having bees for years and years and when dreams like that culminate into these moments, it can be overwhelming
I’m pretty excited about this post, my friends. This one has been a long time coming. I’ve been lusting after the possibility of having our own honey bees for years now and as of this morning, that dream was finally realized. Okay. Well, if we want to get technical, it wasn’t full realized. After all,