Heart’s Soil

I often dream of  living on some type of farm, with some land, a creek, plenty of trees, and maybe a few chickens so that it looks authentic. But so far, the closest I’ve come to farming is this garden, our biggest yet. Living in a suburban area on a plot without many...

The One Thing Certain

It’s that time of week again: Five Minute Friday! From the GypsyMama’s website, here are the instructions: Got five minutes? Let’s write. Let’s write in shades of real and brave and unscripted. Let’s just write and not worry if it’s just right or not. 1....

Come and See

He kept asking me to come look and see, at least every 30 seconds or so. The energetic boy, full of nearly eight years of wonder, was a bit down because of fever and sore throat. He saw a map drawing that big sister had made, which inspired him to create his own. He...