Life, motherhood, existential crisis. Oh, and moving from Hollywood to the farm. That too.
From the category archives:
For the dead of winter, things are remarkably lively, at least on the farm front. Just this week, I finally moved the “baby” chickens (the ones who lived in our house last fall during the season’s first cold snap) in with the bigger girls, the midseason replacement chickens who are skittish, poorly socialized, somewhat indifferent [...]
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The Wordsworth Effect by Joyce Sutphen Is when you return to a place and it’s not nearly as amazing as you once thought it was, or when you remember how you felt about something (or someone) but you know you’ll never feel that way again. It’s when you notice someone has turned down the volume, [...]
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It’s been a while. I’ve been working more than ever, which I am loving, It’s the pre-holiday mad rush time, which I am sort of loving. We had a major storm–apparently the worst in 30 years–last week, and have been without power since Friday morning, very early. Maybe, maybe, it will be back on Tuesday. [...]
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Over there on the far left, you see a nest, made by one of our hens. There are more than 20 eggs there, and she carefully cleared that spot, laid those eggs, and then sat on them diligently until the non-farmer (that would be me) foolishly decided to bring her some food, and scared her [...]
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