Once upon a time there lived a young boy. He was fearless and often foolish. Of course, he was only two years old, but that was beside the point. One day the little boy, whom we shall call “Pickle” (pik-uh-l n. An affectionate term for a mildly mischievous loved one) , was with the farmer and his wife in…
It was the fall before our wedding when my fiancé introduced me to field work. I was a bit nervous to drive the tractor–having not grown up on a farm I had no large-machinery-driving-talent– but Amos assured me that I would be fine. The 1972 John Deere powershift he put me on was easy as…
When I first started feeding calves, I loved it. My husband would do chores and then come finish milking for me so I could fill a couple buckets of milk and go convince the calves that a bucket is just as good as a bottle. Then work started piling up and my husband wasn’t able…
This past summer was one of the most difficult summers of my life. There were incredible highs where memory-making once-in-a-life-time things happened, and incredible lows where we faced loss and sorrow in a very deep and life-altering way. It was a bit like the year I got married, which was also the year I began…
“Everything is packed,” she told me as she came down the stairs. I smiled a little. It had only been a few minutes since I sent her up so I told her perhaps I’d better check. We walked into the room and there were her dresses, still hanging. The clothes folded on the shelves. The…
I’ve always loved snow and the way it blankets the world in white. Yes, it’s cold. Yes, it’s inconvenient. But it’s also beautiful and it slows life down. Which I truly think is a gift from God. Sometimes it’s just better to slow right down and drink deep of beauty. I’m also a lover of…
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