Monthly Farm Report: April
May 1, 2022If I were to write a letter to the month of April it would simply state: Dear April, You were a force to be reckoned with. Please ask your friend May to be calmer and kinder. Sincerely, An Exhausted Farm Wife What a whirlwind of a month that we had. Frost, freezing, sleet, tornadoes, days upon days of rain, clouds that seemed they would never give way to the sun. As you can imagine, April tried our patience one too many times. For when you are running a seasonal farm stand and you kick off your season with hundreds of…
To Granny with Love: A Belated Birthday Eulogy
As it turns out, I’m a little late to the party. Granny wouldn’t have been surprised by this however. For if there was anyone in the world who understood my Anne Shirley tendencies of having good intentions…
Starting Over: Allow Me to Reintroduce Myself
“We’d never get anything fixed to suit us if we waited for things to suit us before we started.” – Laura Ingalls Wilder I have a confession to make. A couple of weeks ago, I almost bid…
Pardon Our Reality: A Tribute to Our Customers
“Pigs out again!” “Excuse me for a moment while I get the chickens out of the flowers.” “Yes, you may have some ice-cream.” “Please overlook the mess.” “Son, please go in and change out of your pajamas.”…
One Year Later: A Reflection of His Goodness
“Then the land will yield its harvest and God, our God, will bless us.” (Psalm 67:6) This is the verse that I underlined in my Bible nearly a year ago with a short prayer written out beside…
Met in Thee
The hopes and fears of all the years are met in thee tonight. -O Little Town of Bethlehem, Phillips Brooks, 1868 I’ve sang the words to this beloved Christmas carol for as long as I can remember.…
Memoirs from the Mill: Part 2
Well, folks- here we are again. I can hardly believe all that has happened over the last year. And yet, here I stand with garland hanging from my windows, a beautifully decorated Christmas tree on my porch,…
The Empty Chair: When the Holidays are Hard
“I just don’t want to do the holidays this year.” These are the words that I cried to my husband last November. It wasn’t that I was trying to sound selfish or ungrateful. It wasn’t because I…
The Lighter Yoke
About eight years ago as I was walking out of the grocery store I noticed a lady by the door with a very unsettled look on her face. She had a cart full of groceries and was…
Anchor
Sunk. We’ve all been there before, right? Perhaps, you’re even in that place now. You’ve done all you can to try and fight to keep your head above the water, yet with every crashing blow you are…
To Share My Words
It was during the wee hours of the night on April 13, 2019 that I sat on my couch adding the finishing touches to my blog. Finally, at around 2:00am, with clenched teeth and squinted eyes, I…
