We have a book, called Thanks for Thanksgiving, that we take out every year at this time and read to the kids. They then write in the back ...

Sweeping my porch the other day I heard the rythmic clip-clop of an Amish horse on the move down our country road. I looked up in time to s...

When I look at the date of my last entry, I find it hard to believe that it's been nearly a month since I've posted. There have bee...

Yesterday morning I was driving the kids to school. About a mile down the road, Rosie realized she had left an important homework assignmen...

Last week I made a tough decision. The decision to put my old mare Flurry down. Flurry was 30+ years old (best guess), blind in one eye, ha...

The first week the kids were back at school was smooth as silk. No homework or projects. After school activities hadn't started yet. L...

I saw this video link on a friend's blog, and I wanted to share it here. I find myself at a loss of words when it comes to describing h...