Wild days of March

In summary: 

 The Great Painter has been AT IT! 

All THREE of our horses have chosen to stop trying to commit suicide and instead they are happy and healthy! Miracles!!! 

I bought our old tiny house back (an amazing story which I will detail later) and it is home and finally in place. It will be my writing studio, quiet place to sleep, and a place where I can do school with the boys away from the hubbub of our adored one-bedroom house. Thank you to Austin and his dad, Mark, because without them this dream wouldn't have come true. 

The greenhouse is thriving. It literally infuses life into my soul to watch these seeds morph into REAL plants and then grow. I love it more than I can say. I'm slowly learning how to regulate the temp inside the greenhouse, just in time for another season to start. :-) 

We are making progress on the underground greenhouse as well, though it doesn't look like much now. Hold your horses... it will be amazing. :-) 

 

I've been stealing myself away to my hill even after the particularly long days, because the sunsets are absolutely addictive. 

And though the daytime hikes have been few and far between these past few weeks, they are as treasured as always. I simply haven't gotten enough of them. 

My favorite stump in the woods... I see a creative project coming. 

Da Boyz. 

After months of drought, the snow decided to come! So, we've taken up extreme sledding as a sport again. 

Lochlan is doing so incredibly well in school. Aunt Debbie is a wonder woman and this boy absorbs everything she instills in him. He has been going around singing the "bowel" song for the past few days. "A, E, I, O, U, and sometimes Y". :-) 

Togie Bear

Sheeze not nice, but sheeze great. I adore her. 

More snow antics... 

And teatime snuggles... 

On these cold winter days, we've made a lot of pumpkin bread and tea. 

One of my favorite baristas at Matador is a coffee artist and I love her creations. 

So... marching into tomorrow, I don't know what it will hold, but I know it will be full of activity and surprises, full of the wonderful and the impossible; because it always is.