• journal,  life

    Backs and Babies

    I just started putting the baby on my back. I celebrate this milestone that allows me to bend over again. A baby on the back reminds me of the first summer here in this spacious place, carting Sol around while we learned to tend animals. It’s hard to believe we’ve cared for two babies in this place now, but not harder than believing I have four children. Others have shared a similar sentiment and the surprise over how my life has turned out is often written in the fine lines of a friend’s face. I don’t blame them, this wild, free, chaotic life is not something I could have imagined.…

  • children,  learning,  life

    Solar Dye

    The boys and I have been experimenting with plant dyeing the past couple of weeks.  We left butternut hulls, chestnut hulls and goldenrod in the sun for a couple of days, strained and then left some fabric swatches in the solution for another couple of days and found these gorgeous colors emerge. I will be doing a big pot of butternut hulls soon because that olive green is amazing.

  • poetry

    The wonder of unfailing love.

    (October 2015) The wood clears making room once again for time on the log just past our line down the hill in the holler next to where the barely creek trickles by. The outside world is nonexistent in this place, deafened by the hills and the trees. Or so I thought, until the voice of an announcer at a nearby park trickled in. Oh well. I come here because I am anxious and this seems like the best self care for me. A pen, paper, and the quiet. Nothing can distract me but God’s glory- and Harvey’s crunching. Plagued with indecision and the inability to stick to a path and…

  • children,  learning,  theo

    Theo’s Story

    **Theo started building this fort in the spring and worked on it all summer.  He will be taking it down in the next few days so he wrote a story and took some pictures to remember it by.**   Theo’s Storrey I bilte a fort and it wuse garart. I bilte it bi my slof. I had deun it garart. It wouse the beste. Sind by Theo   Theo’s story I built a fort and it was great. I built it by myself. I had done it great. It was the best. Signed by Theo  

  • journal,  life,  thoughts


    I wanted to eat at The Bridge for lunch today. A wave of heavy grief rolled in. Sadness that it’s over, relief that it’s over. Over the past year I’ve slowly shed parts of my former life. I told myself that homesteading wasn’t important, that vacations weren’t for us, that sewing and the creative life aren’t necessary.  We had to be able to do The Bridge with all our hearts. But, I am beginning to realize some of these things are important, and are us. The values of tending the land and of creating new things are integral for our family and community. It has left me picking up the pieces…

  • recipes

    Pineapple Einkorn upside down cake.

    (adapted from Einkorn: Recipes for Nature’s Original Wheat by Carla Bartolucci.) Ingredients: 1/2 cup coconut oil/butter 1 cup brown sugar 1 20 oz. can sliced pineapple 1 cup (120 g.) all purpose einkorn flour 5 large eggs, room temperature and separated 3/4 cup sugar 1/2 teaspoon salt Directions: Preheat oven to 350°.  In a 10 inch cast iron pan, melt coconut oil or butter over low heat.  Remove from heat and sprinkle brown sugar evenly over the pan.  Arrange pineapple slices to cover bottom of the skillet.  Set aside. In a stand mixer with wire whisk attachment, add the egg yols, 1/2 cup of the sugar, salt and process on…