After 22 hours of dreadfully hard work our very first bundle of heavenly bliss was laid upon my chest. For the first time in my life on June 14, 2001, I felt the weight of the world in my arms. … More Family is Home.
So my turkeys ran off with the wild Tom that showed up at our homestead a few weeks ago. … More One. Measly. Egg.
“Your hands have changed.” This was the observation made by my 13-year-old daughter tonight as she sat across from me at the kitchen bar while I cooked dinner. “They still look like yours,” she explained. “They’ve just changed over the years.” I couldn’t help but smile. We’ve come to find amusement in this sort of … More My Mother’s Hands
Some days I’m dumb. Like last fall, for example. I lined up my 3 coolers in the back yard, filled them full of bleach water and then scrubbed them out while wearing my most favorite, comfortable, blissfully casual, long sleeved, V-neck black dress. Obviously that little frock immediately landed in the rag bin out in … More Some Days I’m Dumb.
So let’s talk about the UNinteresting for a moment. I consider the vast majority of my life happenings to be rather uninteresting. It’s a lot of paying bills, cleaning up messes, doing laundry, cooking, playing chauffeur to the children and trying to figure out my teenager’s agendas. You know, the norm. It’s basically uninteresting. It’s … More I’ll take the Uninteresting, please.
Thought y’all might get a kick out of watching our little quail have their very first experience with dirt! Cracks me right up! They are such curious little critters. I’m pretty much in love! xoxo https://www.facebook.com/thewildwoodhomestead/
While scanning one of the hobby farm groups I belong to on social media this morning, I happened upon a pretty harsh attack on one of my fellow homesteaders. I won’t go into great detail, as that part isn’t particularly important. Suffice to say, it caused me to pause and think about how and why … More The Highs and Lows…