His Boots, My Boots: What It’s Like to Be the One at Home

My day started with accidentally killing a chicken while moving the chicken tractor. Moving the chicken tractor is a two-person job, but there is only me and I make do. This morning, however, I made death. I didn't realize I had a chicken trapped until I had already snapped its neck. Lovely. This is what … Continue reading His Boots, My Boots: What It’s Like to Be the One at Home

Thought for the Day… August 12, 2013

As I was hanging out laundry this morning, it struck me that perhaps we sometimes must accept that the nobility of what we are trying to accomplish will not be recognized by others. Yet we must continue to follow our calling and our hearts nonetheless. Embrace the passion you find in your heart. Do not … Continue reading Thought for the Day… August 12, 2013

Taco Tuesday at the Logger Bar, and the City People’s Dangerous Disconnect

(Warning: This post might offend you. Can't help you with that. Just sayin'.) I just returned from meeting my husband for Taco Tuesday at the nearby bar where the loggers hang out. It’s in the neighboring town and worth the drive to be around the salt of the earth people there drinking and chatting. It … Continue reading Taco Tuesday at the Logger Bar, and the City People’s Dangerous Disconnect