• House & Home

    Homestead Move – Crunch Time

    Why on Earth does anyone ever move? I am such a home-body, a creature of habit, that moving is like a never-ending nightmare for me. The chaos and uncertainty of it all is absolutely nerve-wracking let alone the physical labor of it all. Add all the farm tools and farm animals into the mix of the home-stuff and I may…

  • Homesteading,  Reflections

    Just like that…

    I didn’t believe the adults in my life who told me, when I was still young and free and hadn’t a care in the world, that the older I’d get, the faster time would pass. And yet, here I sit on the third day of a brand new year, wondering where the time has gone. It’s true that 2017 went by…

  • Coffee and Bizcochitos
    Eat,  Family,  If we were having coffee...

    If we were having coffee and bizcochitos

    If we were having coffee,  I’d greet you with a great big hug (if you’re amenable to such things) and tell you how happy I am to see you! It’s been far too long since we’ve sat together and I’m so very happy you’re here! I’d ask you how you’re doing, how your family is, and how your holidays are…

  • House & Home

    Prepping for our Homestead Move

    You guys! The feedback we’ve received across all platforms (and in real life from family, friends, and colleagues) about our impending homestead move has been nothing short of amazing! Granted, there are those who think we’re a bit off our rockers to leave our current (so lovely) rental, but most come around quite nicely when we explain the situation a…

  • Homesteading,  House & Home

    The Next Chapter

    Hello Friend! Long time no chat! How are you? How’s your fall moving along? I do hope your transition from season to season has been a smooth one! Things have continued to be rather quiet in this space, but it’s not for lack of activity, I promise. Between the closing up of the season, busy work schedules, Kim’s continued recovery…

  • Journal Entries

    Concussed

    Five weeks ago, Kim fell down the stairs on her way to grab a late-night snack and gave herself a concussion. I heard the tumble from our bedroom and rushed down to find her sitting on the second step from the bottom, cold tea spilt everywhere, with her head in her hands. I checked her eyes for dilation and she…