Homesteading. And homemaking.
Sometimes, I get really ambitious and unsettled. It’s true. Until our big move, I’d never really noticed this in myself – perhaps is accentuated by challenge circumstance. Actually no….
Read MoreDreaming has always been one of my love languages. There was a season when babies… farming… flowers… all of that was a dream. Here’s what’s next.
Sometimes, I get really ambitious and unsettled. It’s true. Until our big move, I’d never really noticed this in myself – perhaps is accentuated by challenge circumstance. Actually no….
Read MoreHere it is. My 500th post on The Elliott Homestead. 500th, people. That’s a lot of recipes, quotes, poems, updated lists, and homemade goodness. It’s also a lot of babbling,…
Read MoreI’m at a very important cross road, readers. So quit thinking about the Olympics…hold off on the Presidential Election…forget about the fleas hiding under your bed… We’ve got important business…
Read MoreWhile Stuart and I were in Sunday School yesterday, our teacher brought up a point that really struck my attention. We were discussing God’s grace that He extends to us…
Read MoreOh friends. How thankful I am for you all. Truthfully, I want to offer my sincere thanks for all of you out there who I know have been lifting our…
Read MoreThis is one of those posts where I’m not sure what will stream out of my overactive emotional brain until I actually sit down to type it. That is your…
Read MoreI did it again. Instead of resting on Sunday, as you know, God commanded, I slogged around in an emotional brain-fart, completing mediocre and ridiculous tasks. Cleaning out the juicer. Washing some…
Read MoreI’ve had a few rough days these past few weeks. Sometimes I just miss seeing familiar faces. Faces that know me and love me. You know. Those kind of faces….
Read MoreAs I sit here in my tattered and stained apron, socked and sore feet propped up on the coffee table, baby just placed down for the night, floor mopped and…
Read MoreRandom, but I heard this song on the local radio station and it made me smile. Even though it’s been around for years, it still makes me happy when it…
Read MoreRight now, I’m driving to Seattle. It’s in the two o’clock hour. Yes, as two o’clock in the morning. Then, I will get on a plane to Houston. Then, I…
Read MoreI must admit something. I have serious blogger envy. As I slowly browse through my blog reader, I’m faced with the reality that many homesteaders have already put up their…
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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