Rustic

Well, let's see. I've spent a good deal of my life living rather rustically. Living in the woods, home-schooling my daughters, loving my best-friend. My youngest was touched by our Lord and raised from the dead. When she grew up, she became a short term missionary. My oldest daughter, made a trip to Mexico. We went through the rough teenage years, like most. Readjusting marriage years. His stents. His heart attack. I watched that awesome guy with those incredibly beautiful eyes change from a city boy to Grizzly Addams overnight. I live in a cabin we built by hand from culled wood and recycled materials. It sits in the woods. I have a wood cookstove, and we use oil lamps. We have a 12volt system and a generator. I garden organically. We have a dog, cats, kittens, and goats. We have grandbabies, 4 of them! I'm am so blessed.

Organic gardening, goats, crafting, making jewelry, playing guitar, helping build our cabin, loving my man