On Happiness, Hospitality and Other Dangers

We had a drop in friend this morning. A teacher, the day before he starts off back to school. He swung by in the morning to see what we might be up to and found us already serving breakfast to another set of guests. I’m afraid my neighbors down the hill are wondering, about the sudden burst of traffic. People are moving through our homestead like trains through a tunnel.

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The God Who Sees (at the Mudroom)

I’m the girl you know who overplays the role of prophet. Cassandra and I would have gotten along just fine. Sometimes I warn people in conversation, I’m just that girl, who gives unwanted perspective all the time. I shoot from the hip. If you want sweet and sugarcoated, go play with someone else.

But the truth is, that isn’t really true. I tell you that and even now I’m lying. The truth is I hold back all the time and in all directions, sometimes out of compassion, but just as often out of fear.

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How I Got Solar Power and 20,000 Grown Up Points

So many people have said to me, that solar power is the first thing they would have done. How did we manage to go two years without it?

But we didn’t really want to install solar power. It wasn’t something we already knew how to do, and it also wasn’t in either of our categories of Things We Love. No sawdust for Nick. No green leaves for Esther. No familiarity for either of us to lean on, nor the kind of eclectic individuality that we so love because it covers all kinds of faults.

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