Bumps and Wonders (they never cease)

It’s only 9:15am on Monday, and this day has already had it’s fair share of bumps, lumps and wonders.  I’m sure yours has, too. Bump #1.  7:15am: #4 child wakes with a fever for the third straight day.  Today is the first-grade Halloween parade and she will have to miss. If you have ever been…

chinese water torture

Recently I was trapped in a thirty four thousand seat arena for over three hours. How’s that?  You say. My unfortunate and unlikely predicament stemmed from the location of our seats at the Navy football game in Annapolis, MD.  Almost immediately, we realized we were sitting in the alumni section, directly in front of three…

Chicken Quartet?

The time is precisely 4:10am. “This is terrible.” I hear David mutter and I think he’s talking in his sleep.  He gets out of bed, paces around a little. Before he shuts the creaky farm windows,  I am privileged to hear it, too. A rooster is crowing.  The sound is not unlike an enthusiastic, sixth-grade…

It just slipped out…

It just slipped out. “…Well…you know…I’m a Texas girl”.  I shrugged meekly, as if that explained everything. Wow.  That was a weird answer to “So, how do you like it here?” posed by a kind stranger standing at my elbow in the check-out line. I think it had to do with the wind today.  Blowing…

Waiting Underground

Monday’s index cards read: “Clean Coop”, “Compost?” and “Plant bulbs”. Easy choice.  Out to the flower beds I go! Yep, these are some of the same beds that were crawling with poison ivy and mocking weeds just a few months ago when we arrived at the farm.  The weeds aren’t so haughty now, I must say. It’s…

What would it look like?

Welcome, friends. If you are jumping over from the All About Athlete blog, thanks for making the leap.  I’m sorry you’ve had to traipse the cyber-world with me, but I do hope it will be worth it for us both in the long run. Given Breath was created for a variety of reasons; the primary…