Our Finally Farmhouse — FINALLY!

Drum roll, please . . .   After 16 months of "tiny" house living (aka coziness in a 300 sq. ft. fifth wheel), yesterday we signed a contract to build our Finally Farmhouse! I hope you're ready, 'cause I promised a long time ago to take you along for the adventure.   You and I are going to have so. much. fun!   Ours is going to be a new "old" farmhouse. The sunroom will look like a centuries-old log cabin complete with gorgeous hand-hewn logs atop a rock base and windows that once graced a train station somewhere in the Northeast. Added on to that is a house with reclaimed tongue-and-groove plank walls and reclaimed wood floors —and vaulted ceilings in the living room and master bedroom. The kitchen island is an ... Keep Reading...

The END of Life as we know it . . .

This post first appeared here January 16, 2012. I've reposted it on occasion—to give myself a check-up on how I'm doing. For some reason, I feel compelled to reprise it again this year. How are you doing?   Our lives begin to end the day we become silent about things that matter. ~ Martin Luther King, Jr.   I can't help but wonder . . . Is the opposite true, too?   Is it possible that life in its truest and best form actually BEGINS the day we stop being silent about things that matter?   The day we give voice to someone who has none ...   When we value the life stories that came before ours ...   ... and let the generation after ours be born to tell ... Keep Reading...

SIMPLIFY: Five Minute Friday

  START   When we sold our big house over a year ago with plans to downsize, I thought it meant getting rid of more "stuff". But after living in this 300-square-foot fifth wheel while waiting to build, I've realized there's more to simplifying than simply getting rid of things.   Sometimes simplifying involves decluttering the mind.   Often it involves decluttering the mind. Rethinking things.   There have been times I've wanted something out of storage. Something I was willing to share with someone.   Perhaps . . . as long as my "stuff" isn't extraneous, packed away, and I'm willing to use it to bless others—or it blesses my family . . . perhaps its okay to keep it.   But if ... Keep Reading...