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Burn the Blankets

Burn the Blankets

Recently someone from my past communicated with my husband, telling him I have no mind of my own, no will of my own, that any thoughts, beliefs, or choices I have formed, expressed, or madeĀ are not mine but those forced upon me by him and others. It's an old trick of...

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A Good Little Getaway

A Good Little Getaway

It is dark and blustery this morning, rain pelting the windows and drenching everything in sight. It's cold and wild and absolutely wonderful. We are home again after a lovely little jaunt to stay with our friends Martine and Ray. They are our neighbours at medieval...

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Making Hungarian Langos with Oma

Making Hungarian Langos with Oma

The wind is howling outside my bedroom window, shrieking round the eaves, tossing tree branches in a wild dance. It's been a crazy spring, hot and humid one day, shiveringly cold and pouring rain the next. I've never seen our area so lush and green. My hollyhocks and...

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Sitting in the Light

Sitting in the Light

I'm hobbling about these days, aching from stem to stern after giving my back a good wrench over the weekend. Bear tore a muscle whilst engaged in medieval combat, so the two of us are quite the pitiful pair as we wobble and moan through our chores and projects, then...

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I Said Yes

I Said Yes

It's dark and cold this morning as rain continues to fall, luscious and cool, making our farm vibrant green. My garden has gone wild with all this water. Hollyhocks are as tall as I am, dill weed flowering beautifully, pea and bean vines shooting up inches every day....

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True Things

True Things

"Power, true power, comes from the belief in true things, and the willingness to stand behind that belief, even if the universe itself conspires to thwart your plans. Chaos may settle; flames may die; worlds may rise and fall. But true things will remain so, and will...

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Storms and Friendship

Storms and Friendship

I'm on the veranda this morning, wrapped tightly in a warm red blanket as cold winds howl though the trees sending anything lightweight hurtling across the farm yard. Animals are huddled close out of the gale, keeping each other warm, and I'm thankful that all my...

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Time for Building, Time for Resting

Time for Building, Time for Resting

The sun has edged over the horizon, pale and diffused through hazy clouds. Bear is out with the goats, keeping watch on them from his motorbike as they feast on tender green shoots that burst through the undergrowth after massive rains. I'm in bed, keeping warm as I...

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In Cahoots

In Cahoots

My clothes smell of hay and sawdust and wood smoke these days, lovely scents that make me smile and feel connected to the places and people I love. The late afternoon sun is shimmering through the trees, glistening on the sprawling pile of hay the goats and lambs have...

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