Once there was a way to get back home, sleep pretty darling please don't cry...and I will sing a lullaby. -Golden Slumbers by the Beatles ( Read more... )

It's strange, the way I've changed in the past year. I'm doing all sorts of things I never imagined doing, and I've had to adjust the way I think. That sounds so vague. I'll try to explain. Perhaps using lists would work.

Things I am doing that I never expected to do

• Participating in a CSA (community supported agriculture), receiving a lot of ( Read more... )