LIVING ON THE FLY.
This is where we have been keeping our eggs lately. Because...we couldn't find an egg carton when we were collecting eggs, because we are constantly leaving the egg cartons at the farm we have been watching for our friends and neighbors in Red Boiling Springs (Tennessee!). We have to get up early each morning and drive back to our farm (at Bugtussle) to feed Wendell and play with him a bit before we drive down to barn where the chickens are. It is all a bit scattered right now - all of our things in one place, our animals in another, our hearts and minds in a little cabin that doesn't exist yet. We are definitely living on the fly, trying to figure out a rhythm and balance to our days when not much exists yet to ground us. BUT it is a happy sort of unbalanced - a crazy balancing act that I know is only temporary. And as I write this, I am reminded of how lucky and blessed we are. Our new internet friends Caleb and Marci are also building their own cabin, and Marci's recent post is a beautiful piece about their own chaos and stress and worry....so much greater than ours with their baby on the way!I am by no means complaining! Basically, I am only writing to say things are crazy down here, and we've got lots of eggs rolling around in the front seat of the truck....but everything will work out. And we are happy. Very.- Hannah.