the old barn coat

i've spent my adult life trying not to be materialistic and it's fairly hard. i think when you grow up with not-a-lot, you can go one of two ways as an adult: you can become miss frugal, the frugalest frugal in frugaltown, or you can become a rabid consumer, rack up debt, have the best … Continue reading the old barn coat

unrest in the chicken coop

my late grandfather was a chicken man. he passed away while i was still quite young and i only vaguely remember the flocks he had later in life. apparently, though, the chicken gene runs true, because i am absolutely smitten with fowl. for years i said "when i have chickens" (in the same way, now, … Continue reading unrest in the chicken coop