My dad used to say, “A man’s home is his castle.” By this he meant a man or woman is king or queen of their home. It is the sacred spot where their soul can be free, and no one has the right to impinge upon it without permission. We knew that whatever happened in the […]
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End of August, there was a baptism. Blue skies in September. A family portrait against the windmill on top of the mountain. Harvest bounty. Not from my garden, which makes it easier. :) And a little boy who always wants to be involved. A Sunday evening with “Grandpa Bob” and “Grandma Ruth,” our adopted grandparents
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For over a month now, I’ve been writing down snippets of things I want to tell you, so this update will be random and long and interspersed with pictures of life here on the farm (that we no longer farm much, since Ivan is into storage buildings and we rent most of our farmland out).
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Which title is supposed to be a clever pun for my made-in-May update. I am sitting at the kitchen table to write this while the children take their afternoon naps. My hair is loose down my back–a pleasantly relaxed feeling for someone who usually wears it up. I am wrapped in two sweaters and a
This post was first published in Anabaptist World. We recently bought a neglected house in town to use as a rental—a property foreclosed on and sold cheap after its owner died. So now we are left with the task of sorting through piles of “junk” once valued by someone. I sort through a box of
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