Author: Gracie

Ever since I slaughtered my own chickens I feel a much greater desire to not waste anything on an animal. Ever since starting a vegetable garden I feel bad about any part of the plant being wasted. My guilt about slimy vegetables at the bottom of the crisper is...

All day I've had a sick baby plastered to me. Big sister has frolicked around us, donning rosy cheeks and a new (hand-me-down) sparkly pink leotard… I've been wearing him in my ring sling so my arms won't fall off with this whole baby-won't-let-me-put-him-down thing, and despite the crusted snot streaked...

The holiday weekend was… rich. Thick with family and friends and food and love. It's all good.

I'm especially grateful to have gotten the chance to...

Can you see him? Can you see my little worm friend nestled beneath the squash?

I've inherited a little tub filled with lovely worms, and...

I'm grateful that on each of these unusually warm and sunny fall days I made a point to get out into it and soak it...

Say hello to our new flock, "The Odettes". We are calling them that because they all look like our old saucy bird Odette (now in...

We've been making a lot of lists. I try to sit down every day to organize my thoughts. As the teething adventure continues (and with a visit from a cold bug) we have been sleeping like we have a newborn again… which translates to: not much. Perpetually sleep deprived...

I can't believe I actually feel compelled to write a blog post on this, but it's clear to me that it must be done.

Sexism is not funny. There. I said it.

It's real, it's relevant, it affects every woman I know. So why is it that we are the butt...

Yet another reason not to use toilet paper… two minutes within arm's reach of my little guy and this is what happens. We are still going strong with the cloth wipes, although I need to make more (hence the supplementary TP). Most people that come over and use them...

I've come to this space each day hoping to churn out something with the little time and energy I have. Writing here is good for me. But life happens at such a pace and when I settle into the evening the thought of writing here feels so big. By...