The Journal

I know. It’s not really a word. I’ve combined farmstead and steady to make an amazing new word. farmsteady: like a farm-themed amusement park that you go to so consistently

I got up early and did some work on my property. An entire side of my little homestead is completely overgrown by wild blackberries, ivy, and wild roses. And too

Dean and I tried to go backpacking on the last weekend of May. Alas, neither of us really wanted to pitch our tents in the snow. Or camp when the

I have loved the term, Carpe Diem. To me, it has embodied the idea that each day should be put to good use. To not let any day go to

My uncle died on Saturday. I won’t tell you it didn’t hurt. It did. It does. And yet, we saw it coming. His mind and memory had long been lost

I’ve done a bit of raking up leaves this fall. Like, a TON of leaves. So. Many. Leaves. Anyway, as I meditatively rake and think deep thoughts, that’s sometimes when

The kids had this week off of school, so I took some time off too. We’ve been looking for an opportunity to visit our friends in Coeur D’ Alene for

I’m not entirely certain what to call this dish. It seems to align pretty well with what you’ll find if you search for Cucumber Salad or Pickled Cucumber Salad… but

My friend Kevin sent this my way… and I thought it was worth sharing. It’s brought to you by Mike Donehey of Tenth Avenue North fame. Here are the lyrics:

My son and I spent a spectacular couple of days away this past weekend. We had no specific plans other than staying in Twin Falls exploring. We stayed at the

I’ve been drawing for a long time. Not professionally, but purely for the enjoyment of creating things on the page. It’s really just a relaxing hobby. While I don’t do

Our small group has been discussing screen time. Not the Apple product, but just how much our screens impact our lives. One topic that came up was social media and