Living in the 1890’s: My Laundry

This week I made my own laundry soup.  Inspired by the high cost of laundry products and my passion for trying new recipes, I cooked up a batch of detergent to rival any storebought version. I was less motivated by the enviro benefits, and more excited about saving...

The hard work of flapping leads to flight

A few weeks ago, my husband and I decided our seven hens needed to stretch their legs.  They have their own little chicken house with a miniature yard, but we thought they might be getting a little cooped up in there. So my husband released them out into the larger...

Getting on the road to self-care

The genuine desire to take care of becoming more conscious in your life is not a goal for the fragile person. It takes strength, support and discipline. It is not a hobby or a treat, like going to a spa. It is a commitment to the deepest part of yourself  — a...

The art of self-care

I had a bad cold last month. It was a sick-in-the-bed kind of cold. For the first day or so I watched a little tv, caught up on some reading, made trips to the kitchen to unload the dishwasher. After the second day, there was to be no distraction from being all the...

I Heart Candy

This little left-handed candy lover stole my heart today at River Arts Fest.  I asked him what he was drawing. “Duh, my daddy,” he told me. His dad was kind enough to let me snap this photo. River Arts Fest seemed to bring out the kid in everyone.  All...