The door to our little cabin opens right into the kitchen. From that door you see the barbed wire that lines the front of our two acres. Beyond that barbed wire is our dirt road that blows dust into every crevice in our kitchen when it’s dry and is as slick as ice when it…
I force myself out of bed with the sun. It’s cold and I start the fire before I dress for the day. The boys laugh and play up in their beds and Annabelle can be heard yelling "Daa! Dada!" I relent, put her in bed with her Papa to stay warm, and head out the…
Wednesday afternoon I heard rumors of snow that might fall that night as I typed away in a small corner of the library in that small town in Texas. It was quaint, how they spoke of it as such a phenomenon. And frankly, I just didn’t want to get my hopes up so I put…
Stewart recently put together a video for his grandfather. This video is a guided tour of our homestead done by a handful of my favorite little people. Once finished he sat me down and showed it to me. There were smiles and laughter and those unexplainable mommy happy tears. I hope you enjoy it as…
