We were outside after breakfast this morning, once again attempting to keep the goats inside the goat pen. I was reenforcing fencing with e...

I just read Jill's post at The Prairie Homestead, where she talks honestly about all of her shortcomings as a homesteader. And it was in...

I've been asked a number of times recently, "Do you like homeschooling?" It's a big question, and not one that has an ea...

When life starts to feel too complicated - and it often does - I would be wise to stop for awhile and listen to my children. They have maste...

 When we lived in the Big City, spring just sort of appeared one day each year. I woke up sneezing and sniffling and feeling like my hea...

We visited a hatchery today. We drove two hours to get there and called it a homeschool field trip. I'm pretty sure they learned some th...

I have always assumed every baby animal is adorable. I was wrong. Truly, there is nothing uglier than this:   A turken. It's a tru...

I am a mother of girls. For this reason, boys scare the daylights out of me. I just can't wrap my mind around the way they think. Their ...

I hate February. In November, we are celebrating the end of the garden season, still busy with putting up food, and happy that we are goin...

I've spent the past week milking desperately attempting to milk a goat. I think I've finally figured it out not cried in the milki...