At long last we have chickens! Again! If had told me two years ago that it would take us this long to be ready for our first Preservation Acres flock I would have slapped you and wept for days. Y'all setting up a farmstead at the age of forty while working full-time and raising teenagers is no quick matter. Rather it is the epitome of a "long obedience in the same direction." It is doing a ... View Post
Nathaniel Turns 40
Last weekend I threw Nathan (aka Sweet Man) a surprise 40th Birthday Shindig. And it was an amazing afternoon spent with some of our oldest and dearest friends, many of whom we had not seen in a decade. Here is a round up of the day, along with some of my favorite things about it ... View Post
Adventures in Preservation – Canning Pasta Sauce
Do you remember that scene in Anne of Green Gables when Matthew buys all that sugar because he is too embarrassed to buy Anne the dress with the puffed sleeves? Do you remember when Marilla is dividing the sugar into smaller bins and says, rolling her eyes and huffing, 20 pounds of raw sugar, she says, her voice full of exasperation and admiration all the same time - do you remember that ... View Post
4th of July 2016
One of the blessing's -in-disguise of this summer was our impromptu Independence Day celebration at Preservation Acres! In between funerals (such a bizarre statement, I know) two of my siblings and parts of their families were able to come on over to the farm for some amazing food, lots of laughter, swimming, and fireworks-galore as we celebrated the 4th. The day was a beautiful and much needed ... View Post
Why I stopped using the All Lives Matter Hashtag
Conviction is a powerful thing. I can no longer be that arrogant or hypocritical. Somewhere between Trayvon and Charleston I used the All Lives Matter and the Black Lives Matter hashtag together. But I soon stopped. Why? Because I cannot blatantly tell such a boldface lie. I do not live like all lives matter. How do I know? Because I buy products made by child laborers in ... View Post
Paw
No one should lose two grandparents to death in a two week span. But it could also be said that one should not complain if they get to age 39 with all four alive, and age 41 with three still here. But still. Two gone in two weeks is too many. My Nana, my father's mother, died on a Sunday, the next day, Monday we signed my Paw, my mother's father, into hospice care. A week later, the ... View Post