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Where Gratitude Lives: A True North Thanksgivin...
The sun sinks behind the ridge, Papa guarding the turkey, the littles plotting dessert, and the house sparkling in half-finished twinkle lights. I sit in the middle of it all,...
Where Gratitude Lives: A True North Thanksgivin...
The sun sinks behind the ridge, Papa guarding the turkey, the littles plotting dessert, and the house sparkling in half-finished twinkle lights. I sit in the middle of it all,...
Living Beyond the Ego: Lessons from the Land
The seasons flew by in a blur of warm chores and golden evenings, leaving me stunned that November has already arrived. Yet even in the rush, I’m amazed I get...
Living Beyond the Ego: Lessons from the Land
The seasons flew by in a blur of warm chores and golden evenings, leaving me stunned that November has already arrived. Yet even in the rush, I’m amazed I get...
How the Flock Saved the Farm
The grasshoppers came like a warning, eating everything in their path. But our feathered army rose up, restoring balance one bug at a time. Now the garden lives again, food...
How the Flock Saved the Farm
The grasshoppers came like a warning, eating everything in their path. But our feathered army rose up, restoring balance one bug at a time. Now the garden lives again, food...
Oats the Donkey: The Story He Can’t Tell, But W...
He was just a donkey in a slaughter yard unwanted, unseen, a life ready to end. But then Ashlin saw him. Those ears, those tired eyes they stopped her cold....
Oats the Donkey: The Story He Can’t Tell, But W...
He was just a donkey in a slaughter yard unwanted, unseen, a life ready to end. But then Ashlin saw him. Those ears, those tired eyes they stopped her cold....
A Man, A Mower, and a Meadow of Gratitude
The grass is tall here at True North, and for a while, it felt like we would lose this battle. But then came the mower. Bright yellow and humming with...
A Man, A Mower, and a Meadow of Gratitude
The grass is tall here at True North, and for a while, it felt like we would lose this battle. But then came the mower. Bright yellow and humming with...
This Is Where We Begin
I knew this would make me cry. I expected it. But even so, as the posts went into the earth, the tears came hard and holy. Because this isn’t just...
This Is Where We Begin
I knew this would make me cry. I expected it. But even so, as the posts went into the earth, the tears came hard and holy. Because this isn’t just...