Homesteading | Self Sufficient Living | Living off the Land
I FEEL SO BEHIND. Except I'm not. At least not yet. Wyoming is horribly deceiving this time of year. We've been getting lots of 70+ degree days the last week or two, and I've been spending all day outside piddling out in the garden and getting sunburns, which is quite heavenly after a long winter. My perennials are slowly awakening. The lilacs and ash trees are budding. And the prairie land all around is gradually turning a ...Continue Reading
Time and I have always had a complicated relationship. There have been seasons of my life with never enough time, seasons where I had too much time, and seasons where time seemed to expand to fit my to-do list perfectly (I like those seasons the best, by the way). Over the years, I've received bunches of emails asking how I "do it all" as a homeschooling mom of 3, doTERRA leader, blogger, author, homesteader, and horsewoman, among ...Continue Reading
A couple weeks ago I found myself talking to someone who didn't have the faintest idea what homesteading was. It's been quite a while since I've been around anyone completely unexposed to this lifestyle, which I think is fairly remarkable, considering homesteading was still a fringe concept ten years ago when the notion of chickens and goat milk first entered my consciousness. It caught me off guard so much, I was only able to ...Continue Reading
This weekend was supposed to be pretty laid-back, at least by Winger standards... I was planning to finally clean my neglected house, do a little computer work, and make our favorite peanut butter pie to go with our Slow Cooker Baked Potato Soup for Saturday night supper. And then just like that, it was Sunday morning and there I was, mopping up a lake of liquid yellow cow manure in my mudroom. Welcome to my life... ...Continue Reading
Once again, that familiar lightness is floating in the air. And my brain is bursting with the possibilities of SPRING on the homestead. The birds have started chirping, there's the faintest green tint to the prairie when you look out across the wide open space, and the air smells alive and fresh after many months of BLAH. Are we done with snow storms? No way. But we're getting closer. I can feel it. I repotted the tomatoes and ...Continue Reading
