It’s 6:30 a.m. Thanksgiving morning. I’ve got a 23 lb. turkey stuffed to the gills with celery tops, apples, onions, carrots and parsley roasting, and…
The How
The Lord has been leading me, gently, on to a deeper place of remembering over the course of these last few weeks. After a summer…
Autumn
Growing up, I probably would have been voted Least Likely to Have a Kid Play Strings. Some of the highlights of my childhood include attending…
Leaves
At long last, autumn arrived at Floating Axe Farm. Real autumn. You know… the part where the leaves drop.
Distractions
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Fall At The Farm
You know what we haven’t done in years? Visited a farm. Other than our own, of course.
Boys to Men
The beauty of Straddle Parenting is never lost on me. Oh, I’m the first to admit that parenting a preschooler in your 40s makes doing…
An Orchard
Fall has finally come to East Tennessee. The weather gave one last 95 degree gasp last week and two days later, the temperatures plummeted, the…
Is It Worth It?
In a Facebook group recently, a fellow wife and mother asked a really, really good question: Is a husband traveling away from home frequently “worth…
A Legacy of Risk
Countless times in parenting, I have pulled back from the edge just before I made a choice. Maybe it was because I knew in my…