Can we be honest for a minute? Because we live in a world that almost demands we show the best portions of our life, only the best, and you hide the dirty, messy, dark, stinky portions away. In this age…
Tag: homestead reflections
Where am I, and how on earth did I get here? Wasn’t I just 15 yesterday? When did my life change from just trying to pass math class to trying to keep about a billion little critters alive? This was…
[wp_ad_camp_2] It’s still dark outside as we rouse ourselves from our warm bed. There’s coffee and quiet moments in the living room as the sun rises over the cedar trees. A quiet contentment to not speak but just spend time…
[wp_ad_camp_2] In the whirlwind that is life I forgot to stop and take a moment while the moment was there. So here I am, as I usually find myself, a few days late (ok a few weeks in this case)….
Oh hello there. Have you wondered where I’ve been? Well I’m alive and well. Just sitting over here living my double life. Yes, double life. And believe me, it’s a weird sensation. Every morning I wake up, rub the sleep…
When I sat down to write my recipe for Cinnamon Buns, this is what came out instead. I waffled a bit about posting it, because, well, it’s a bit intense, and a bit personal. But I believe bloggers need to…