Here I am again. My knuckles are white, my heels are dug in, and my teeth are clenched. Every year I seem to grasp onto fleeting summer days with a little more passion. Maybe because time as a whole, regardless of the season, is slipping faster as I get older. Maybe because summer on our little homestead, […]
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In The Book Thief, Markus Zusak describes words as “clouds, waiting to be held and wrung out like rain.” Zusak is right. When dropped gently–like summer-day raindrops–or strung together painstakingly, on tip-toe, the perfect combination of words rumble through one moment of our life and never leave. But did you notice what Zusak did with his allegory? Much to my
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Smore cookies are my new weakness. Read on to find out not only how to make S’more cookies, but (are you ready for this?) how to combine all different types of chocolate, marshmallow options, and cookie options to create the most amazing S’mores ever.
I’ll admit it right up front–it’s hard. It takes long hours of commitment. Days. Years. No, it really takes a lifetime to encourage a natural bent toward kindness in your child. Encouraging a passion for philanthropy in your children is not for the weak-at-heart, minimal-time-to-invest parent. But I’ll admit, maybe it was so arduous for
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She loves photography. And she has a natural bent for it, framing her subject in unique ways and using engrossing angles. I am truly in awe when I scroll through her photo folders on the computer. So I was excited to hear she was “all in” when I asked if she’d like to complete a
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You learn to acquiesce to some things, even embrace the bitter truths with contentment, when you know the joys of owning an old farmhouse.
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Some days I feel like I am a crooked stick trying to draw a straight line in the dirt. On those days, I remind myself of my educational goals for my child. I remind myself that they’re simple, really. I remind myself that there are only two. Some days I wake up in a state of
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I had no idea how to help a baby bird who had fallen from his nest in a tree near our farm house. But a little research and a couple of simple supplies, and we were able to do just that. DISCLOSURE: This post contains affiliate links. ♥ Yesterday, our usually quiet, docile fields were alive
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I’m a failure. If I’m not currently beating myself up over this truth, I’m actually okay with it. In fact, I’ve realized that even when parents feel like failures, their children–by God’s grace–can still succeed. The Colossal Hoax I think there’s a colossal hoax right under all of our parental noses and we don’t even realize it. We’re
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Problems abound when one chooses to live in a structure that was built over two centuries ago. Rotted foundations. Falling walls held up by a turnbuckle. The list goes on. Even so, I have many reasons I’d choose to live nowhere else. DISCLOSURE: This post contains affiliate links. I’m a person of stories. I take them
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