My Solution to “Too Much”

Just 15 minutes ago, I drove up to the farm stand and parked with the car facing the hayfield. In front of me, a tiny stalk of cornflowers was growing.  Their blue-gray beauty sang to me. “Look here, Andi.  Look here.” My first response was to just jump...

Letting the Heart Answer Your Writing Question

A few weeks ago, a dear friend asked me this question: Money is no issue…what are you writing? How much time do you spend writing it? The question – asked by a writer I trust and a friend of years – took my breath right from my throat.  It doesn’t...

When It Feels Like You Don’t Have Enough Time

I slept in this morning.  5:30am.  It was glorious. The sky was light, so chores were easier. The air was still cool-ish (with about 80% humidity.) And I was a bit more rested. Still, on the farm, as the morning person, the chores fall to me. So I fed both sets of...