Sometimes, You Just Have to Flip a Switch
I don’t have a good track record with coops. In Wisconsin, I locked myself in the chicken coop three or four times before I wised up and set a bucket in front of the door, so the door wouldn’t close
The Reluctant Minimalist
My daughters and I moved to Tennessee with a suitcase each. My husband was scheduled to come a week later with the rest of our things, but by the time he arrived, I had already gotten settled and didn’t want
A Gift, Restored
It started out, as in all things in this present age, with a YouTube video. I was folding a pile of whites when my husband beckoned me over to his computer and said, “I’d like to do this one day.” A
What God Taught Me Through a Chicken Coop
I still do not entirely comprehend how our souls will one day pass from life to death and life again. But I do know that this life I love—with its exquisite everyday occurrences: cuddling my daughters in bed in the morning,
An Attitude of Gratitude
Last night, after a romantic date consisting of pizza, groceries, and a car wash—all of which we had two kids along for the ride—we tucked said kids in bed and my husband and I sat down in the living room. I