Carpeing all the diems in semi-rural Oklahoma...xoxo
Carpeing all the diems in semi-rural Oklahoma...xoxo
Happy Friday! Man, you guys, there are so many wild, love-blown, vastly more important things I crave to talk to you about than what projects I’m doing at the farm. So many prayers, miracles, hopes, and worries that need to…
Yesterday afternoon while brushing Chanta I sat down in the grass. He let me stroke his long, sturdy legs. He snuffled the top of my head and knocked my cheap sunglasses to the ground. I leaned against the meat of…
A few days ago, funny timing really, I read an article about the exchange of cells between mother and child. Somehow scientists have demonstrated that little bits of the child stay with the mother, deep in her brain, long after birth.…
I’d like to clear something up, and I will try harder than ever at brevity. I have been writing for a few years now about choosing light, focusing on the good, and maximizing the best things, etcetera, etcetera. The idea…
In my vegetable garden there are four raised beds built from wood that was once the kids’ old playhouse, one chaotic heap of compost, a corner full of empty bee hive supplies, and space allotted for a Three Sisters patch…
There’s a paved road near our farm where the red bud trees stand tall on both sides, intermingling with live oaks, maples, sand plums, and cedars. They are all so old and strong that they interlace their branches over the…