Another Year Down.
Hello. Can you hear me? Or is my voice muffled through the foot and a half of fresh, powdery snow that is currently covering the homestead? I hope you can…
Read MoreIt’s not always glamorous or clean, but at least life on the farm is entertaining, beautiful, and oh-so-delicious. Follow along with recipes, dreams and confessions, and garden growing here.
Hello. Can you hear me? Or is my voice muffled through the foot and a half of fresh, powdery snow that is currently covering the homestead? I hope you can…
Read MoreMy little sister has seen me at my very worst, because, well… I tend to show up at her doorstep at my very worst. Like a few weeks ago when…
Read MoreI threw my hands and words up to heaven like a maniac. Lord, you don’t know what it’s like! Your son was obedient! You told him to go die on…
Read MoreYa’ll. Thank you for allowing me time to rest… to remember… to reflect after Sal’s passing. I’m most certainly not ‘over it’. Nor am I ‘healed’. But I am very…
Read MoreThose days. Oh man. You know those days? Those days? The days that, despite the biblical truths one knows and believes and loves, get the better of you? Y’all. I’m there….
Read MoreLife…it’s meant to be good. I’d like to say I was better at this, but frankly, it’s a huge struggle for me. “This” meaning being okay with the mess of life,…
Read MoreA reader once told me that the veil between life and death was so sheer thin, it almost made it impossible to breathe. Last night, as I held our dead…
Read MoreIt is Finished: My husband delivered a few meditations at our Good Friday service yesterday, and as I sat there with my three fussing children, crayon wrappers littering the aisle, the…
Read MoreDear mother at the grocery store, I’m sorry for judging you when your child broke down at the register because you wouldn’t let him have a candy bar. I’ve now…
Read MoreI was running the vacuum through our bedroom for the umpteenth time last week when I accidentally sucked up the tail of one of Stuart’s ties. Don’t tell him that….
Read MoreSometimes, I’ve just got to take a step back and admit “I’m not that woman.” As much as I’d like to be, I’m just not. This time of year, I’m…
Read MoreAnd as experience is the best teacher, I’m here to share with you how to bake better bread at home. Save yourself years of bad loaves. My many baking flops are your gain. Here’s how to bake better bread at home.
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