The way out here
In a kitchen far far away

I try very hard not to burn anything when I’m cooking, unless it’s a rare circumstance where that is actually desired for some reason. But for the most part, I’m not one of those …

No farm, no foul

What day is it? If it weren’t for the sprinkling-in of a 9-to-5 job and Sunday morning church to punctuate the sentence, I might not know where the time stood. Standing out by my …

The grounded eye

On a scale of one to 10, from “largely oblivious” to “always attentive,” where would you place your level of awareness? Are you stumbling half-asleep through your days, or are …

Late night sssssurprise

Allow me to share with you a story from this past week. It is both one that I wish never happened and one that I could hardly keep from sharing in The Way Out Here. 

Family farming for all

You ever feel like that famous race between the tortoise and the hare? Either you got lots of things done really fast and then, after a quick nap, you realize you still didn’t meet your deadlines. Or maybe you’re trudging along steadily, unsure that you’re even getting anything done until finally it all comes to fruition.