A sanctuary in the in-between.
Poison ivy has a way of showing up right when life is busiest — when you’re clearing a fence line, gathering firewood, or tending the garden after a summer rain. Living close to the land means living close to the plants that help us, too, and jewelweed is one of the most dependable remedies nature…
There is a moment in early summer when the garden shifts. It stops feeling like a checklist of tasks and begins to feel like a living conversation — one spoken in green, in warmth, in the soft hum of things quietly unfolding. Out here on the homestead, that moment always catches me off guard. One…
There is a kind of quiet that doesn’t come from silence, but from surrender. A quiet that settles over the heart when we stop striving, stop rushing, and simply let ourselves be held. It’s the quiet I’ve been learning to return to — the place where God meets us not with noise or urgency, but…