I am sitting in the glider in my little room at my daughter's farm willing the migraine, which gnaws at the corners of my vision, to go away. The exhaustion…

  2am. Wakened by the dog, I get up to take some more pain killer. When I peek at the thermometer, it registers in my mind that it is 19…

This morning was lovely and warm. As dog and I headed out for a walk in the woods I could see several hundred feet ahead of us, a flock of…

Ana is cozily ensconced in a comfy little room of her daughter's house, awaiting the financial and legal machinations that will allow her to finally move into her new micro-farm.…

my move is partly in defiance of the fear of my lending period running out I finished moving my raised beds yesterday. The frames had been hauled out over the…