There is just something about cooking with cabbage that makes me feel rustic. Like I’m Laura Ingalls Wilder living life out in my little house on the prairie. Maybe it’s the smell, maybe it’s the way my knife sounds when I chop through it. I don’t know what it is, all I know is that the vegetable that I once… View Post
A Busy Weekend
When I was a little girl, my parents used to take me to The Deanna Rose Farmstead. Back then it was just a small petting zoo, filled with numerous farm animals, birds of prey and nature walks. I even remember the feel of the baby goats nibbling the ten cent feed out of my chubby little hands. For a city… View Post
Off Week
This has kind of been an off week – we were in Milford last weekend for Easter and are going back again tomorrow for Eric’s alumni tournament. Lots of laundry, getting re-organized, then getting re-packed…sometimes I think we should have just stayed up there all week long. But I must say, there’s no place like home 🙂 Whenever we travel,… View Post
Easter at the Farm
There are few things in this world that make me happier than pastel Easter Eggs. Those beautiful, soft colors warm my heart right up and and give me warm fuzzies all over. But this year I have a little someone who warms my heart up just a little bit more 🙂 I can officially say that holidays with a baby… View Post
Abundance
There are certain times in life, certain circumstances, that simply make you stop. Think. Reflect. The past week has been one of those times for me. Through a series of events and emotions, my heart and my mind were set back in the right direction. The kind of direction that I feel like my stubborn soul needs to be constantly,… View Post