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Sunday night thoughts about hiking and marriage

Sunday night thoughts about hiking and marriage

I am beginning to love this part of who we are and who I am becoming.

A sudsy co-operative dream

A sudsy co-operative dream

soap oils A funny thing happened today when I was cleaning up from this week's soap making. Instead of throwing out the plastic that I use to line my wooden soap molds (for the longest time I re-used cardboard boxes until Damien built me molds when I decided to standardize ...

Gone backpacking

Gone backpacking

That's right baby. This weekend we are backpacking. For real. By the time you're reading this we've already hiked into our site, carrying all our supplies for 2 nights and 3 days (plus the camera) on our backs, including a tent and shelter. You know what this means don't know ...

Handmade Home book release party

Handmade Home book release party

Last Friday night before our anniversary supper date Damien and I attended SouleMama's book release party for Handmade Home. Silly but true: I was nervous about meeting thee SouleMama in person. She's one of the most well known bloggers in the crafty mama world which makes her kind of... famous. ...

A friend makes soap... with heavy machinery!

A friend makes soap... with heavy machinery!

I taught a workshop last week on soap making. I initially thought I might video it but two hours is a long presentation to record and was really too much to ask of my husband with everything else going on in our lives right. This remains one of the times ...

Raspberry love

Raspberry love

Remember these bowls? The kiddos made them at a local potter's studio way back in March. They are beloved pieces of functional art and their current life's purpose is to hold our backyard berries. Backyard raspberries are my favorite summer berry, with apologies to the strawberries (recently picked) and wild ...

Pretty Thrifty

Pretty Thrifty

{mid July bouquet: gracing the top of my "new" fruit cart} I don't like shopping. Shopping is not recreation, it's a chore. I think I partly feel this way because I like to spend money in keeping with my values. When you stop to analyze purchases*; where it was made, ...