A garden metaphor

Last spring I planted some little ground cover plants near our back door/driveway area. Love love love some lush, green, occasionally flowering ground cover. It's low maintenance, you can walk on it (kid-friendly), it's pretty hardy. I think this variety is called Creeping Jenny. Totally thought these little babies were annuals, meaning they flourish for… Continue reading A garden metaphor


2.19.17- On having an agenda and a little farm visit

First let me say, Hello February! I love you! Today it was 60 degrees and sunny, blue skies. So good, good, good for my Vitamin D deprived┬ásoul. The morning was typical: picked up donuts, served in the kid's rooms at church and home for lunch and naps/quiet time. After a rough week and busy Saturday,… Continue reading 2.19.17- On having an agenda and a little farm visit

2.12.17- Cultivating my own little Sunday space

I've been thinking of this poem so often lately. Specifically the first two lines: Make a place to sit down. Sit down. Be quiet. Most days, the minute I sit down and try to be quiet, I'm immediately distracted. I cannot quiet my heart and mind. Maybe I spot some toys we forgot to put… Continue reading 2.12.17- Cultivating my own little Sunday space