I used to sneak blog posts into nap times. Ha! Nap times? What are those? It feels like it’s been ages since I was able to sit down and process my thoughts for more than a nanosecond. And being able to type those thoughts? It’s pure bliss (at least for a writer-poser, like me). A
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How to tell when a ewe will lamb. I’ll never be the type of person that has life in complete order because a) I don’t think it’s possible and b) even if it was possible, I still wouldn’t be the type to have it there. A glutton for punishment, I’m eager to bring on the next
How To Build A Pig Shelter. I would readily admit that the Elliotts, in general, tend to be a little bit behind on the ball. Like that one time we actually took our children to church without shoes. I feel like that’s metaphorical for our life in quite a few ways. So it came as
There are lots of babies in my life right now. Lots and lots of babies. I’ve got babies. You’ve got babies. All my friends have babies. Random people walking down the street or in the grocery store have babies. It’s just the cycle of life, isn’t it? And when you’re a parent, people like to
We had the pleasure of welcome Justin Rhodes & Family to our farm this past week as they passed through on their Great American Farm Tour! See what they saw here…
I used to find my fingers tickling these keys at night, while the other herd members slumbered in their dens. After child two, however, I couldn’t train my eyes to stay awake for times of intentional adult thought. I used to play chess too. In fact, I almost beat Stuart once. But I can’t even
Just me again. Lacing up my boots, pulling my jeans over the tops, adjusting my flannel and smearing on some lipgloss before lifting up my foot to step up on that soap box I lug around with me from time to time. *Steps up on box.* Ahhhh, the view from up here is lovely. I am