A little thing on love.

The poets and the philosophers, lyricists and artists have immersed themselves in love light’s glow for centuries. Humans have an intrinsic desire to dissect, to study, to understand and ultimately demystify the spellbinding ambience of love, this most powerful muse. We seek to interpret the meaning with music and with words, with the paintbrush, with … More A little thing on love.

A Mixed Bag, Baby

I ventured out to feed and water the flock early this morning, the sun rising up, pouring radiance from the heavens down onto the earth’s frosty floor. Another flurry of powdery white blew through our region again last night. Dumped just enough snow to blanket the world around us, keep the kids home from yet … More A Mixed Bag, Baby

Built to Last.

Today wasn’t a great day. It wasn’t the worst I’ve ever had. Not by a long shot. I’m low and droopy. But, I’m not drowning in depression or facing any life-altering revelations. Things are just off. It’s fine. It happens. I’ve toted this icky feeling around with me all day long.  Now, I’ve tucked this … More Built to Last.

Good. Bad. All of it.

You Take the Good with the Bad. It’s a phrase I’ve uttered at least 100 times this year alone.  Welp. That’s the homestead life.  Let’s break it down, shall we? THE GOOD. First, our chickens are laying tons of eggs this fall.  They are tasty, beautiful, nutritious and absolutely a daily reminder of why this … More Good. Bad. All of it.

We Need a Revolution.

I woke up early and went about my morning routine.  Brought the kettle to a whistle and poured the piping hot water over my coffee grounds.  Headed out to the coops and unleashed the feathered friends for a day of free range bliss among the fall foliage, sunrise peeking through the trees, dappled light glistens … More We Need a Revolution.