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Handmade gone awry

I want to live in a world where people are intoxicated with the joy of making things. – Wm. S. Coperthwaite I want to live in that world too.  But sometimes, well, sometimes it seems like we must have actually BEEN intoxicated when crafting. A certain little yurt-dweller recently turned four years old. Her parents […]

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In a gypsy wagon

Has it really been more than a month since I last circled back here?  In some years that might happen from my tendency to pseudo-hibernate.  But this year it has been quitet the opposite of winter tuck-in. February found us travelling through several states to gather in a gypsy wagon… I always imagined such an […]


Today I woke up 37 years old.  Last night I hurt my back and could only pitifully hobble around.  Odd.  I never have back pain despite hauling heavy buckets every which way around here, from pump to kitchen and back out, from humanure bathroom to compost, repeat.  This time I was just picking up a […]

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We’ve been trail-blazing. Two Sundays ago, we chose a spot off of the road and started our first trail. Something we’ve dreamed and talked about, but not found time for yet.  With mill wood frozen and no other current MUST DO projects, suddenly we had a day to go forward on the trails. We went […]