Pressed, Poured, in the Messy Middle

I never expected June to come with so much pressure—the kind that whispers so much to do, so little time. Last year, I was in a role that required me to work through the summer. It was the first time I had done that since college. As a former teacher, summers off had always been…

A Place to Begin Again

Today I write to you from our porch. It’s a sunny, breezy, and low-humidity morning. The birds are busy singing, fish are jumping on the pond, and the occasional Cessna cruises by in the sky. It’s one of those “perfect” mornings I wish I could repeat every day. Do you have a favorite season? Every…

God’s Grace in the Garden

This article was originally published in Link2Us Magazine. If living in the country has taught me anything, it is that there is an abundance of grace to be found every morning we wake. Giving us the gift of a fresh start and another chance to press forward into the purpose God has for us. And…

Be On Guard This Spring

Friends, I hope you had a wonderful weekend. Per the usual, Mother Nature decided to give us the gift of snow as we approach the first day of spring or maybe it was her way of ensuring we appreciate the warm weather we are supposed to receive later this week. I’m not sure about you,…

End of Summer Homestead Report

“And all at once, summer collapsed into fall.” ― Oscar Wilde Fall has officially been ushered in with some wildly windy days and our temperatures have avoided the 90’s since the official last day of summer. While we typically don’t see seasons arrive like they were turned on by a switch, this year fall seems to…

The Federal Farmhouse Refrigerator Pickles

It’s canning season and our garden has beginning to burst with cucumbers! Before moving to the middle (of nowhere) I had never canned a single thing in my life and the closest I had ever gotten to canning is when I opened up jam or pickles from the grocery store. But wouldn’t you know, I…

June Homestead Report

This report marks our very first “Homestead Report.” I chose this title in effort to pay homage to the Wehr family who built our home and whose decedents lovingly refer to it as the “Homestead.” I hope this report will give you a bit more of a peek of what life is like here in…