We're putting more feet onto our dreams! Dream -a cherished aspiration, ambition, or ideal. Do you dream anymore? Has Covid stolen so much of you? When Covid began we were in the middle of my farmers worst depression. We were almost out of wood and still facing most of winter. We were purchasing feed at a rapid rate (and price) for the cows. Our cash flow was in the negative. And even the possibility of selling cows was not feasible. We were stuck. The weather raged. Covid reared it's ugly head. Reports of death and sickness flooded the news. Schools closed. Businesses ... View Post
30 Days of Thankfulness, List by List, Day #22
I've got my list. Hopefully I will not lose these. One for shopping, one for to do's. I make one for the timing of everything. Preparations for Thanksgiving. It is really the only time I can honestly say I am organized. My mom was such a planner. Really. Such a gift. She planned class reunions and fundraisers. She was PTA president for years. If there was a Board or Committee- she was on it. She had her bags for each Committee. A list for each. She thrived on these activities. Details were her thing. Her house was immaculate. She never, that I know of, ran around looking ... View Post
30 Days of Thankfulness, Finding Rest in the Chaos, Day #15
When you look around it's chaos. Barn roofing, piles (neat piles); but piles. There's equipment and open spaces where a barn used to be. Headlocks lay as they fell. Beams cut off. I walk through the area. I pray. We want to be faithful. This is not our space. Not our land. Nothing is ours. It belongs to the LORD. Long ago my farmer and I knelt together and surrendered this place to Him. The one who counts the stars. The one who Promises to never leave us nor forsake us. Deuteronomy 31:6 Be strong and courageous. Do not be afraid or terrified because of them, for the ... View Post
Just Because. . .
Just because; The sun has been shining for a few days. And it's warm. Just because. . . I am still in awe of the beauty of this place. And it still takes my breath away. Just because. . . . I can. . . Post tons of pictures. Because I love pictures. (though my beautiful niece took this one) Just because. . . These pictures remind me of God's faithfulness. And that sometimes. . . I just need to Praise God. . . In everything. . . Even when it is hard. Even when the hurt is deep. Just because. . . ... View Post
How Will This Story Unfold?
When I wake up in the land of Glory (Lyrics to Big Daddy Weaves, Yours Will Be) What was he thinking when he woke in the land of Glory? My red headed boy. The one who laughed rich. Blues eyes twinkling. Temper bubbling just below the surface as he wrestled with this world. Big strong hands like his daddy. These things. I think on. These things I miss. And with the Saints I will tell my story. Our story. Still not finished. His. So young. Completed. The thought still rips like a knife. Presses hard on my heart. Threatening to pull me under. So I ... View Post
I Chose An Evening Stroll. How Do You Choose?
It's getting late. Some days farm work feels like it will never end. The cows need more feed. There is not enough grass. It is so hard to stay optimistic. It's a nice night. It is just Ella and I. So we head up to the barn. We walk through the field. The field Elijah and I worked in. The field we wrapped and stacked bales. The memories are so vivid and real. Dobie comes with a load of manure for the pack barn. The rhythm of the day. The comradery of farming neighbors. We chat for a bit. The farmer smiles.Yes, ... View Post
