Our Hardest Week Yet

If our week was written in diary form, it might look something like this: Monday – a 3-story hemlock falls into the goat yard, missing goats, dogs, house, and fence by inches.  Philip spends Monday evening cleaning up (while Andi has a speaking engagement) so...

Happy Thanksgiving!

I know not all of you are in the States, and I know that there are complex histories and power dynamics and painful legacies associated with this holiday for man of us who are. But still, on this day before we formally celebrate here in the U.S., I am grateful for all...

The Crazy Book Lady

Today is my 40th birthday, and to honor that occasion, I am accepting my fate . . . I already have the galoshes, the wheelbarrow, and the books . . . and it won’t be long until the hair finishes its silver swing. . . Have a great day, all, and be sure to do just...

A Little Photo Gallery

This morning, I tried to snap a few shots around the house for all of you. I hope you’ll excuse the poor lighting, clutter, and unpacked boxes.  But I wanted you to see the beautiful house we now call...