The Glamorous Life of an Urban Farm Wife (and the realities of death)

I tucked my Christmas pajama bottoms into my bright purple galoshes and tightened the belt of my fuzzy bathrobe that covered my nightgown.  I sighed, mouth askew in a grimace, and pulled my work gloves on while balancing the shovel.  Poised over the dead creature I tried to hold my breath while finagling the blade … More The Glamorous Life of an Urban Farm Wife (and the realities of death)

The Saving Daily Walk (and Hugo and George at it again)

Two loads of wet laundry hit the winter ground with a thud and instantly were covered in dirt.  The entire clothes line had fallen.  I had asked my husband to tighten it for me months before but the real culprit was probably the innocent looking puppy who had pulled half the clothes off the clothesline … More The Saving Daily Walk (and Hugo and George at it again)

There’s Just Something About the Mountains

  There’s just something about the lulling embrace of the mountains that cajoles my spirit into quiet. There is a comfort wrapped in the songs of pines surrounding every side. A murder of crows sing raucously of encroachment.  A haunting and thrilling sound. Two does jump airily by. There is just something about the West.  Sweeping desert valleys … More There’s Just Something About the Mountains

A Daily Meditation

  A daily meditation is a lovely way to begin or end a day.  A time to reflect, think, dream, pray, be.  An idea floated upon me yesterday.  An idea to listen and record a daily message from nature.  We all know that we go too fast in this society.  We have isolated ourselves from … More A Daily Meditation

A New Year

I feel the earth beneath my feet breathing Breathing through cracks in the pavement breaking the asphalt like a too tight corset pulsating life A breathing mother I stand upon her breast amongst the prairie grasses and through her gentle rise and fall I breathe in a new year full of promise and life. Blessings … More A New Year

Mad Mother

The day was quiet and calm.  Our first farmer’s market was going really, really well.  Lots of new faces, lots of folks to help, and it was nice being around our old farmers market vendor family.  Then towards the end it happened.  Usually microbursts come later in the season so this one certainly took us … More Mad Mother

The Light Workers

Perhaps you have never heard of an HSP.  You may know them as other descriptions such as too sensitive,  anxious, depressed, only has a few friends, doesn’t like school, often sensitive to overhead lighting, loud noise, overstimulation, too many people, often the brunt of bullying, cry baby.  Teenaged HSP’s get diagnosed as bi-polar (particularly females), ADD, … More The Light Workers