Ocean

Morning at the farmette. How beautiful it is today! If June was lush and July was color packed, August feels serene. Like it's settled ...

When I think ahead to this day, I get a tad worried that perhaps I wont get to all that I need to get to. I reassure myself: at least I...

This is the kind of day where you feel the weight of work -- housework. Or, more accurately -- farmette work. I am not referring to the u...

Sometime late Friday, Ed falls asleep on the couch and I drag myself to bed and give in to sleep there. But within an hour, I am awake. I g...

The pattern of each day doesn't change. And again I am writing far too late into the night. That's not the best time to transcribe ...

Another day that has many agendas and seemingly too few hours for them. Let's start with a leisurely breakfast. Then various su...