Y’all, there are pears on our pear tree. They are small and five in number but they are real live pears. And we ended up butchering one of the wild hogs when he decided to make a run for it. So we only have this lady left but she seems to be living happily alongside…
If there is one thing that is a constant around here it is that things are constantly changing. And so it was with our chore routine just recently. The boys weren’t feeling well last week, but even before that I knew I wanted to be more involved in the animal chores this summer. Their brief illness gave…
The barn project has continued since its earliest beginnings and the addition of the 2500 gallon water tank. There isn’t much to say except Stewart finished putting the tin walls up and began work on the stalls. He has completed three of the stalls which include using reclaimed pallets for doors. This has worked out…
When the boys were younger we visited my father at his remote home in Minnesota. We hiked down the dirt road and picked wild berries before he hoisted little Abram onto his shoulders. I stopped mid-step remembering thirty years ago now, riding on my Dad’s shoulders, a belly full of wild blackberries we’d picked on our…
