Looking back over some pictures and I thought to myself wow, we aren’t doing as bad as I sometimes like to think!! As a homeschool mom I often feel I suffer from the terminal illness of Homeschool Mom Guilt. The feeling that you just aren’t doing enough. It’s a horrible disease and I pray you
Turquoise. A friend and I were chatting the other day about something in our homeschool coop that she was growing tired of. As I was trying to help her brainstorm some ideas for her kids that would still fit the parameters of the assignment and liven up and inspire her family more I likened it
When your freezers are full, with a year’s worth of rich, delicious, grass-fed beef, which was fed, nourished, taken, cut and wrapped by the hands of your family, your heart tends to swell a little with gratitude. At least mine does. Oh yes, there was the cursing of the rowdy young steers that escape their
I’ve been away from this space too long. I think of it often and then so quickly something else fills up the time I might spend here. So much happens in a day, week, month even in a minute sometimes. There are so many fun pictures and stories of life on the farm and homeschooling
I was at farmers market tonight, it was a fantastic evening. Lots of folks from town and away groovin’ on the beginning of their labor day weekend. The band at market tonight was awesome! Check them out here. The music is usually right next to my tent. They were so good I was boppin’ away
The kids play up here a lot. Wouldn’t you? These pictures make me smile every single time I see them. One look and I have this goofy grin plastered on my face. Hope they do the same for you!
A few moments this week around the farm. ~ Sam chatting with Grandpa while he loads some mulch hay for a project. ~ The farmstand shrouded in early morning fog. ~ Our vegetable manager Dennis, cultivating the spinach. ~ My favorite lettuce, a red buttercrunch. ~ Petunias on the farmstand porch. ~ The green beans
My sweetpea came in late from barn chores the other night. She was all giggles over her find. EVERYONE had to take a turn. Love those moments.
A few weeks ago during one of those hectic weekends I was posting about, you know the ones, right? We had a little family campout. In my in-laws hayfield. Because we just can’t enough of hayfields. Ever. Apparently. Just kidding! It was so fun and I felt so gosh darn lucky to be such a
We needed rest, we needed rejuvenation, a moment to breathe. After last weeks push, which had been greatly successful, we were beginning to feel depleted. This feeling seems to frequently come in August. Our bodies and spirit are telling us to take a moment. My farmer and I have a long connection to the sea.