On the Homestead: Children
It’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.
Don’t tell me what you ate.
Don’t tell me what you ate. I’m a creature of habit, as we all tend to be. I like my baths each night and an espresso, with a dash of cream,…
Read MoreI am here.
I am here. Despite the plague having hit our house hard over the last week and a half, I am here. I may be buried under no less than nineteen…
Read MoreMeet my friend.
If you could see my house right now, you’d undoubtedly feel better about your own. That is assuming, of course, that you can see your floor through a layer of…
Read MoreHomeschooling: Deal with the Dark – Part 2
By Stuart Elliott “Participation in a story, a narrative, a life that has others in a web of relationships that create, sustain, and enlighten meaning and purpose is the great…
Read MoreHomeschool: Deal with the Dark – Part 1
By Stuart “A safe fairy-land is untrue to all worlds” -J.R.R. Tolkien Mention homeschooling in conversation and you will inevitably get a variety of responses ranging from general suspicion to…
Read MoreThe hardest thing I’ve done in my life.
The hardest thing I’ve done in my life is live through the every day. It’s mundane. It’s sloppy. And it’s hard. I want to be all like “Yay! Cherish the…
Read MoreWrinkles & Chin Hair.
Ever get in a funk? Of course you do, you’re human. We all do. You know what else will put you in a funk? Finding A STRAY CHIN HAIR ON…
Read MoreWell, that’s one way to live your life…
Have you seen that Jim Gaffigan skit where he’s talking about one way to live your life? It goes like this: Ya. It’s sorta like that. When people see you…
Read MoreJuliette Ruth: The Baby Who Knows Me
Juliette Ruth joined our family this past weekend. And here I sit before you, a few days after, thankful to bring you her beautiful story. Just days before her arrival,…
Read MoreI’m terrible at being a stay at home Mom.
My 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…
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