waiting for a story
I'm waiting for a story to happen about critters that is blogworthy. Don't let them fool you...they're planning something.
a pig flew somewhere
I know that there have been pigs flying in my world before this season of my life because I'm not new to the feeling of surprise when something you thought or said would never happen, does. But this particular season of my life has seen some big changes, and ones that I thought would never happen. Big enough for me to tell a relative that, "A pig must've flown somewhere". Big enough for that to become my daily motto this past year and for me to collect a few flying pig trinkets. Move over crazy cat lady, owl and
the farm shake down
It will be a while before our farmhouse is in shape for us to move in and settle down, but that won't stop us from hanging out there and dreaming about its future. I have spent some time considering what kind of a farm we will be. This isn't the first time that I've pondered this, and I was armed with books and magazines and plenty of brain waves surrounding this choice. The main consideration is us. Four of the five of us are huge animal lovers, and the "one" who claims not to be ends up being a
starting an heirloom adventure
Heirloom gardening is not a new concept but it is a new adventure for me. The terms "heirloom" and "homesteading" are current trends that really just refer to the way life was lived many moons ago. I've always fancied the memories of my grandparents and how they lived, not that all of it, or any of it actually, was glamorous. It just seemed simple and real. Even my own childhood memories have an air of simplicity to daily life. But that has nothing to do with this section really, except to lay the foundation for my new adventure into
