The Bride Tries to Repair the Mower

Yesterday, I was lying in my yard with my hand around the black rubber handle of a socket wrench as I tried to fix Vulcan, the riding mower.  This is not how I expected I’d be spending my wedding week. Actually, to be more precise, this is not how our culture...

The Week Before

So, it’s Sunday morning here on the farm, and the sun is turning the fog from yesterday’s rain the color of gold dust.  Everything here is the green of spring, and even the grass around the new firepit is coming in just on time.Just in time for the wedding...

Fairy Houses

If you know my dad, you know he’s kind, soft-spoken, and generous.  If you know my dad well, you know he’s also very, very creative. So the other day, as I made our farm scavenger hunt for the wedding, Dad said he had an addition – fairy houses. My...

Wedding Music – A Quest For Your Suggestions

So we’re 11 days away!! (Insert sounds of hyperventilating from stress and excitement here.) At this moment, I’m working on putting together our play list of music for during the “in-betweens” of John Francis’s amazing music.  He’s...

The Farm Critters

Last night, Meander cornered a flying squirrel by the maple out front.  Philip swooped in (pun entirely intended) and saved the little gal.  Quickly, she scurried up the tree, and I’ve been hearing her cry, wail, squeak, chatter, talk all night and into the...