In earlier American rural life, communities raised barns because many hands were required. These events occured in a social framework with a good deal of interdependence. Members of rural communities often shared family bonds going back generations. They traded with each other, worshipped with each other and celebrated with each other. Barn raisings were an integral part of life and socializing.

In our modern American life, communities don't mean nearly as much as they did back then. It is our family's goal to bring a sense of community back to our lives and those lives that touch ours.

Tuesday, March 8, 2011


It was a beautiful day in ranchland today. It rained softly, on and off all day. Rain in March is a wonderful thing. On the other side of the state where we have spent the last 5 years, it generally just snows this time of year. As I write this I can hear the rain falling on the tin roof of the barn and it makes me happy. What a soothing sound. Rainy days keep kids and Mommys inside, so to counteract the boredom, I cleaned, they played. Oh wait, they do that every day. So, I cleaned house, got bored anyway and decided to start sewing on my blanket again. My Mom came over as I was starting and helped me pin it together and think through the sizing part of it. Tomorrow it should be finished and I am really excited. My Mom, aka Meme, also brought her wheat grinder over and we all helped grind wheat. Which is good since my bisquits yesterday took the last of my flour. It is amazing to me how things that we take for granted, like buying flour, can be so simple and inexpensive to do in your own home. Now if I could just grow enough wheat to provide for my family all year, things would be perfect.

S measuring out the wheat berries

From wheat berries into...


Very fascinating apparently.
  Liza showed back up in the middle of the night, much to my relief and happiness. She is still a bit grouchy and growls if we get too close, but at least she is still here tonight.

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