Day By Day

There’s something magical about that first step to my garden each year.  It inspires so many things in my heart and brain.  Hope, a focus on health, a sense of being whole, of anticipation.  It is the faith that things are changing, growing, moving, and developing.  The moment that first seed hits the dirt, my…Read more »

DIY Hair Products

The Princess and I both have long hair, and we want to take proper care of it.  As we have rid our house of more and more strange chemicals, our tolerance for chemicals in other things has lowered.  Things like laundry soap, lotion, bar soap, and even shampoos and conditioners often bother us now.  Plus,…Read more »

On My Mind

Every year, about this time, I catch it.  Like a fever, it rushes in and takes hold, capturing my best thought processes and running them into sweet oblivion.  This year, it is worse than ever before. It is… Spring Fever.  It means bright vivid greens, topped with pops of fresh, new pastels.  It means the…Read more »

Renewal

The bark is falling off the tree. As I sit in carline just waiting, I can’t help but relate to it. The bark on the outside is old, worn out, and ragged.  It seems the last storm might have torn it beyond repair.  I think of struggles in my own life, of times I have…Read more »

Chasing Chickens

This past spring, we bought our first chicks.  Our last flock was older when we acquired them, and this year was our first experience with chicken babies.  They spent their weeks in the brooder, and we transitioned them gradually to the chicken coop area.  The same time all this was happening, we had our first…Read more »

In Defense of Coffee

Writing is my thing.  It brings me fulfillment, and I love making words fit together in ways that communicate my thoughts and experiences.  I love to read or listen to how others do so as well.  It’s simply, well, my thing.  On the other hand, putting myself out there (so to speak) to do something…Read more »

A Six Year Old and A Sword

Those of you who know me well know that practical thinking is not necessarily my strong point.  Thankfully, others in the house can more than compensate for my sometimes lack of common sense! Our kitchen refrigerator is in the corner of the kitchen, with about a 2-inch gap between it and the wall.  This little…Read more »

Words

Words.  They are my point of refuge.  The place that I can get lost and meander, dream and envision, problem-solve and vision-cast.  The place that life begins to make sense.  For some, that place is found in music.  For others, it is found in art.  Some even find that point in working on a special…Read more »