The calmness of a Sunday morning. There is just something magical about Sundays. Today we are putting an extra box on the beehive, making butter and cheeses for our herdshare friends, and cleaning out the cow's barn. On Sundays, we can't "rest" as we are told to do. However, even in the hustle and bustle of our daily non ending to-do list's, there is still peace on a Sunday. A peace that I look forward to all week long. We don't go to church as much as we should....but I give thanks to the Lord all day, everyday. I worship him as I work all day everyday. I picked a bushel of green beans today. The time to start canning is here....not sure I am totally ready or prepared for that....but as most things go around here...ill get ready as I go. The house smells of cedar wood and clove from the batch of soap I made on Friday... its such a beautiful calm scent... hopefully it keeps the calm flowing :) Peace be with you all. ~A
Years of dreaming, mind wondering, wishing and mostly praying.....here we are. Hitting the ground running, we have made a start. I have a purpose, this farm has a purpose....everything we've worked so hard for, actually had a purpose this whole time. Funny how life is. I walk around here every morning in total shock....I thank the Lord each day for the blessings he has given us, it is beyond clear that all this, is his doing. The endless nights around the kitchen table. Does everyone have a table like this? Does everyone have neighbors like ours? I feel like it must be so. A dozen or so people, each night, gathered around this table is where all the these dreams started...and slowly became a reality. Our friends and family sat here at this exact table I am sitting at now and listened to me ramble about this farm I wanted to create, a place of welcome.....and here we are. Amazing. I am so excited to share this whole journey with anyone who wants to come along. I have lots of drea