A Story for Halloween.

Originally posted on Wicked Rural Homestead:
When we moved East we were basically homeless for the better part of three months.  We lived out of hotels and vacation rentals (not easy with two dogs) and only had one vehicle in the meantime.  This meant that my amazing husband would drop me off at work in…

Autumn Eggs

For anyone that has never experienced fall foliage in New England, do it. The view is one of a kind and the only time during the year I don’t miss my forest back home.  Everyday, around every corner is a new combination of color and light, it is impossible to capture. Not that I haven’t tried. …

Our Forest Pharmacy

Today, I grabbed my basket and headed up the hill in search of some medicinal plants.   The trees are turning and I felt it time to do some gathering before the leaves and inevitably, snow cover the forest floor for the coming months. The woods surrounding the house have been my refuge recently.  The summer brings with it…

Reflection Haikus

Color flows through leaves Reflection allows them see Beauty of their tree

“Lost” Is a State Of Mind, Not Location.

Due to a last-minute change in plans, I found myself the proud owner of a day off, to myself.  I decided to take advantage of my proximity to the White Mountains and drive north. Back home, I spent days on end meandering the back roads of the California coast.   I love to wander without goal…

A Day Of Rest

Fall is here!  Mornings on the homestead now necessitate a hat and sweatshirt. The first tree in the yard has turned. Most fall days are spent preparing for the coming cold but since Sunday is a day of rest; I will.   It is good to reflect on what we have done and all there is still left…

Still Sick.

It is pretty sad that I can just repost this from a year ago *sigh,* not much has changed. June 9th, 2014- Why? The question everyone wants answered in the wake of yet another random shooting but is it the right one? Normally I stay out of these debates.  I have little interest in them but…