To My Children, Love Your Mother

My Dear Children, As I sit and peer into the beautiful face of your sweet new sister, I'm in awe of her peacefulness, her perfection. I ponder, What is it about new life that brings hymns and lullaby to the li...
Outhouse in winter

Don’t poop on the toilet seat in winter

OK really? I can’t believe I actually articulated this. Not once, but at least once a week sometimes several times a day. It’s all because they just drop and run. Perhaps some of them are afraid of the dark? Ma...

Then freeze to death

The majority of the time our life together in a tiny cabin and yurt with 12 people is beautiful. It might come as a surprise that conflict does indeed happen in this idyllic frontier environment. It comes as a ...