Soul-Work, Dirt-Work

Yesterday we cleaned out and prepared the garden. It was a big job. We worked hard. The vegetable beds neglected, hidden beneath a blanket of pine straw, chickweed and deadnettle. As we tilled the soil, I was pleasantly surprised to lay eyes on such lush and loamy earth hidden beneath winter’s debris. We live on … More Soul-Work, Dirt-Work

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.

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.

Weed Your Garden.

  Weed your garden folks! It’s not an easy job, it hurts & it’s exhausting, but it’s so necessary & so gratifying. I pulled an infinite number of weeds over the weekend. No one in the world has ever pulled as many weeds as me. Ever. I’m certain of it. If you could borrow my … More Weed Your Garden.

Church.

When I sit next to the sea or stand on a mountain, when I walk through the woods or smell the scent of magnolia blooms, I am at Church. When I’m folding laundry & hear the laughter of my children floating on the breeze, through the open window, the sweet chorus of life blesses me. … More Church.