It’s a normal Wednesday in Winter. But what is normal? Each year, each season, each day of the week as it comes back again brings about variations that keep me on my toes. Today, for example. A is away on business and I’m playing Homestead Mama on my own. Woke up at 7 (no; got out of bed at 7, Sadie woke me at 6 with her barking), bundled up, and went outside for morning duties. I love having the…
Christmas is always a season of reflection, at least it is for me. It’s an opportunity to look back on the year that’s coming to a close and decide what to take with me into the next one. It’s a time out of time when I settle in, get cozy, make a mess in the kitchen with all my various baking conquests, and tap into my Scandinavian love of winter and all things “hygge.”* This year is no different, especially…
Very many times over the past (many) months, I’ve started drafting blog posts in my head. (Let’s not count how long it’s been since I’ve last written one and just agree that “it’s been a while.”) I’ll get inspired by something that I want to put down into words, and then inevitably…I’ll get distracted. Life happens, errands call, and I lose the thread. It’s similar to the flurry of activity of the summer months on a homestead when the weeding…
Did I ever tell you about the treehouse? In a big way, I can attribute our lifestyle today to the 3 nights I stayed there in the summer of 2020. Lockdown had been going on for a few months and I was desperate to get out of the city- but safely. So I found an Air Bnb treehouse in upstate NY and I hit the road, bringing a cooler of food, a book, and my journal. Sometime I’ll tell you…
And just like that, another year is coming to a close. *(No, that was not a thinly veiled reference to the Sex and The City reboot, though I will admit that my curiosity got the better of me and I watched the first few episodes. Undetermined whether I’ll continue down that particular rabbit hole or binge other shows instead.) As any event or time period ends, I can’t help but be reflective about what’s passed and speculate about what’s ahead….
Hello, friends. I chose to end my regularly scheduled blog programming in order to give myself some flexibility. I knew that might mean these posts would be fewer and more spread out, and that’s indeed what has happened. It’s not that I’ve run out of things to say (far from it), or the desire to share them, but I found that I was observing less. By waiting until I’m overflowing with the need to articulate what I’ve been mulling over,…
I have a confession to make. It’s already mid-way through the day that I usually post these updates and I’m having to force myself to sit down and churn this one out. It’s one of those absolutely perfect pre-Fall days where the sun is shining but it’s brisk and you get to wear your leather jacket for the first time that year. The leaves are juuuust starting to change color and the weeds aren’t popping up every time you turn…
It’s September and we’re entering into a new season here on the Feuer farm. There’s so much I want to fit in before the frost comes and so little time! Speaking of time, is it just me or has the summer sped by in a blur? Even these last two weeks; so much has happened! So I’m grateful for this chance to sit down and reflect on it all. I’m finding more and more that I appreciate having this digital…
How is it already nearing the end of August? Between the revolving door of guests and the near constant rain, it feels like summer has yet to begin. But before I know it, I’ll be pulling my sweaters out of storage! (Which actually makes me really excited to think about.) So what have we been up to these past two weeks? Quite a bit. Shocking, I know, for such under achievers like we are. I’ve actually been away from home…
*Ok. Magic had nothing to do with it. Nor the miracle of Nature. My husband and I started feeling a little too comfortable with what we had on our plates and decided we were ready for the next element: more ducks! This is a bit of a character quirk for us: we rarely slow down or take it easy. When we’ve gotten cozy with one step (like moving in together or acclimating to a new job), we throw another log…