Adventures on the Sattler Homestead
This time a year ago we were dreaming big dreams. There were multiple dreams in play, and we didn't know which ones would come to fruition, if any, and so we began them all at the same time. We desired to start a family. We desired to live more intentionally with our lives. We wanted …
It's April. The strawberries we planted last fall have been uncovered and are green, I see hints of our herb garden coming back to life, and the sun shines on warmer days. Adam and I exhale. It's been a long winter. When we first conceived our idea of Fasting for a Year, we didn't actually …
So if you've followed us this far, you're probably annoyed at the lack of February post and wondering if this Fast For A Year is actually anything worth thinking about. Let me (Jenn) update you: We're having a baby! And that means I have an incredibly new and different perspective on so many things. Like …
Winter is exhausting. The holiday season is exhausting. As much as we are working to try and change how we do holidays and the winter season, which historically are a time of rest and re-energizing for the next growing season, we came short of our hopes this last year. So next holiday season, we'll work …
Where did our journey to a sustainable and a regenerative lifestyle begin? Did it start when we moved into our house? Did it start when we started our journey together? Did it start a long time before or somewhere in between? The answer to our question is yes, three times over. This journey take time …
August brings with it the hot weather, search for rain, and peaches. Wonderful, glorious peaches. I've always maintained strawberries and blueberries to be my favorite fruits, probably because I was told as a child that I had to keep eating strawberries for my hair color to stay red. Also, I just really enjoy popping these …
It's been dry on our homestead for several weeks now. I've been watching the weather apps and the skies relentlessly, looking for some hope of rain. The tedious rolling out of hoses and the agonizing view of seeing storm clouds roll by yet missing us mere miles to the north or south drew me …
