Sunshine, Food and Medicine for the Soul

“Flowers always make people better, happier, and more helpful, they are sunshine, food and medicine for the soul.” ~ Luther Burbank Oh, Spring is just around the corner – technically next weekend. We are seeing bright green grass in our field and these lovely daffodils are in full bloom over at my mother-in-law’s house. I cannot get enough of the changing of the seasons. Just … Continue reading Sunshine, Food and Medicine for the Soul

The Brain Sport of Chess

In 2007, a computer “solved” checkers—that is, went through every possible move to determine the optimal game. The number of possible moves in a chess game is dizzying, more than the number of atoms in the universe; no current computer can “solve” chess. via The Prince’s Gambit – The New Yorker. (Bold highlight mine)   Two weeks ago, my dad and mom came up to … Continue reading The Brain Sport of Chess

Of Cycles and Circles and Seeds and Beginnings

  This morning, I read again from the gorgeous gardening, meditation, living life book, “Gardening at the Dragon’s Gate: At Work in the Wild and Cultivated World,” by Wendy Johnson. She writes in a way that makes me want to go out and kiss my garden and hold the dirt in my hands and whisper blessings over it for all it does for us. Farm … Continue reading Of Cycles and Circles and Seeds and Beginnings

Keeping Little Hands Busy while Daddy is installing the Wood Stove

I asked the boys today what their favorite part of the Fall Season is, and they started mentioning all the bright colors of the trees. Before we knew it, we were in the middle of a gigantic art project. I pick up these enormous sized papers at Costco – they give them to me for free when I tell them I’m working with young artists … Continue reading Keeping Little Hands Busy while Daddy is installing the Wood Stove

Slogging Rain that ends in Chartreuse

It is still raining in Southern Oregon. Last year was our first year in this kind of weather, and it got a little depressing around the edges for most of the people in my family. I have a confession to make, though. I love the rain. I even love long days of nothing but gray sky, and fits of wimpy drops of rain, with lots … Continue reading Slogging Rain that ends in Chartreuse