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It’s about the pleasure in each new day of more leaves greening the woods around me. Flowers blooming. Calves in the meadow. Walking in the creek and clambering up hillsides. Chicks (hopefully!) hatching in my incubator. Bulbs planted to begin a garden that will last the rest of my life. Cats in my bed, dogs on my porch. Living in the most perfect place in the world even though most of the rest of that world wouldn’t even venture down our country road. Bread in my oven and pies on my counter. Children laughing. Candles on my tables, butterflies in my yard. Open windows and the sound of the river far below us. Looking forward, never back. Joy in what is and taking the time to just breathe and know the present time for what it is–a gift.

This is my spring. What’s yours?
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"It was a cold wintry day when I brought my children to live in rural West Virginia. The farmhouse was one hundred years old, there was already snow on the ground, and the heat was sparse-—as was the insulation. The floors weren’t even, either. My then-twelve-year-old son walked in the door and said, “You’ve brought us to this slanted little house to die." Keep reading our story....
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