How's that for a politically-incorrect title? Failure is a pretty distasteful word in our culture. "They were such a failure..." "He totally failed at that..." "Failure is not an option." We've all heard and said those phrases and they carry an extremely negative connotation, don't they? As a recovering perfectionist, I've had a longstanding beef with failure. I hate messing up, I hate making mistakes, and I hate knowing I could … [Read more...] about I’m Teaching My Kids to Fail
Yup. That'd be me. I found myself deep in thought last week as I was walked back to the house from doing barn chores. I had just assessed our garden, barn, and chicken coop, and was struck with a rather profound thought, which went something along the lines of, "I really suck at this." Ya'll. If there was a prize for the World's Worst Homesteader, it'd be MINE. As I surveyed our operation that night, my findings were this (among other … [Read more...] about The World’s Worst Homesteader
Isn't it funny how... No matter how successful we become, how much we mature, how many places we go in life... There's still this instinct, a primal urge, to fit in somewhere, somehow. I've been pondering this a lot lately. It's like the high school cafeteria scene, with its neatly-organized tables of jocks, popular girls, and outcasts never really goes away. Rather, the cast of characters just changes clothes (well, most of them do) … [Read more...] about On Homesteading Stereotypes, and Such.
Once upon a time, there was a house. A little prairie house. It was born in 1918, a homesteader's dream, built to shelter a growing family from the harsh conditions of the high plains. It's seen a lot in the past 98 years. Lightning strikes. Blinding snowstorms. Rattlesnake infestations. A shop fire. Tornadoes. The Blizzard of '49. And relentless wind. Oh, the wind. Many families came and went after the original family left. … [Read more...] about The Story of Our Prairie House