It’s solstice and the dark wraps around us as pinpricks of snow flutter lazily to the ground. It’s our first winter at Forest House and the silence of snow and trees, the work of getting wood, feeding the chickens, tending our home, is every bit as comforting as I dreamed it would be. I am … Continue reading Solstice Eve
Edit six months later: Once upon a time, I thought I'd be able to catalog the work we are doing at Forest House, that I could write a weekly list so I didn't forget all the good and bad. How very naive. I know better now, but left this post here as a reminder of … Continue reading The first month at Forest House
Forest House might be a hot mess right now, but who hasn't had a moment - or a decade - where you weren't really quite up to par?
It's been one week since we received keys and we've been at Forest House nearly every day - a couple hours in the morning before work, returning at 7:00pm to work until dark and eat dinner before heading back home. It's 30 minutes between houses, but worlds away.
Robyn Lynn 