So Long 2016
About this time last year–when I was looking back and reflecting on what I’d gotten done–I called 2015 “the best year yet.” I got so much
About this time last year–when I was looking back and reflecting on what I’d gotten done–I called 2015 “the best year yet.” I got so much
So many parts of this year have been a blur. It’s been a lot of work, a lot of good times, and– every once in
The first day of November and it’s probably not even really cold enough out right now to merit a bonfire. But don’t think that’s stopping
I cannot tell you the last time I went into weekend with no work or social obligations, all my project materials lined up, and a
For most of September I was doing my best to maximize my time out in those last beautiful, sunny days of summer. But now we’ve
Well, it’s been a crazy couple of weeks, but the upside of spending my evenings trying to get that damned vegetable garden under control is that…
One of my favorite traditions around here–my “gift” to myself, if you will– is that around my birthday I take some time off from my
A few weeks ago I mentioned that things were about to get real exciting on the farm… One of those exciting things was that I
As a general rule, I do not get excited about things that are related to doing the dishes. (Shocking, I know.) I mean, unless the
It’s been an incredibly stressful couple of weeks around here– the kind of weeks where I feel like I’m just barely keeping things together– and
This is my fifth spring on the farm, and I still haven’t gotten used to how quickly things go from waiting, waiting, waiting for the weather
I’m having a hard time sitting down to write anything, and that’s because half of my house is way too organized right now and the
There’s a room in the house I don’t often talk about. Years ago, I used to call it the “tool room”, but, as it turns
Let’s just go ahead and add this to the list of Things I Should Have Done Four Years Ago But Didn’t Because I Like My
I wonder how many times in the last 11-ish years–and 1050 posts– I’ve started out by saying, “Holy shit, I’m exhausted.” I don’t know the answer
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