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Burn The Ships
Books are my friends. Until my friend Amy encouraged me to, I never wrote in books or bent pages, or opened them too far or hard so as to preserve their binding. Now I write and doodle in them generously. What a silly goose I was. In March of 2022, I continued down the rabbit trail of…
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Writing In Process…
I was listening to a podcast (Sheila Gregoire, Episode 225) this week and she spoke of how so often when christian people go public and/or write, it’s when they’re going through the midst of highly emotional [often abusive or traumatic] events. She begs us to consider “How much of the evangelical [specifically self-help or how-to’s]…
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Theology Changed?
We still kick ourselves for being so deceived. As we exited a small town church, we found ourselves wondering where to go. Having shopped around before, we weren’t looking forward to the process. Especially after the abuse inflicted and observed at the last one. We were gun-shy, no doubt. We were jonesing for something better. Something more real. God…
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Two Year End Letters
As we approached year-end, letters and cheery photos started coming in for the holidays. I absolutely love this time of year, and love seeing their beautiful faces, hearing about their lives. At the end of the holidays I hole-punched each one and put it on a metal ring and hung it on the fridge. Instead of putting them…
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Rogue Food ‘n’ Freedom
We’ve been organizing the spaces in the house that got a little out of control. Yesterday Colby and I tackled the electronics section in the hall closet. We got it down to a few nicely labeled zippy bags. We’re sending in videos to digitize. We tossed a lot of nonsense. One of those ol’ videos was hours of phone messages…
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The Heat Is On
When we moved in to our nineteen-fifteens “farm house,” we didn’t really focus too much on it. We bought the place for the farm, after all. Grateful for a home to sleep in, it wasn’t the priority for the first couple of years. If I’m being honest, it’s only this past year that it’s felt like home, deep…
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Preserving Potted Peace
This week we celebrated Poppy’s and her rehomed sister Pepper’s 6 month birthday! I’m so glad she came to our farm! Sage is slowing (is it the winter, or age?) and loves to watch the energy from her cozy little spot, not having to be quite as alert now that Poppy has been taking on…
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The Sock Drawer
I’ve purposed to be a storyteller here, but you will be missing the essence of my life being apart from my real life village, and that’s okay. But come if you can – there’s room at our table. I’d love to share more! *** I’m looking in a wooden drawer, mostly empty. I reach in,…
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Gathering
As harvest time is in full swing, we find ourselves gleaning the finished work of the gardens. We gather vegetables and fruits, roots & nuts. Foraging is at it’s peak for the season, mushrooms and greens. Animals in the field are making their way in to the freezer (even today, I’ll be putting up organs,…
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Drive By Drama
In the summer of 2022, our sweet female LGD Pyrenees “Brandy” was meandering down by our shops when someone pulled in to our driveway, put her in their vehicle, and drove up to Davis Peak to play with friends for the day (weekends are pretty wild up our hill). They renamed her and pretended she…