Homesteading on our urban acre-sharing the experience
I’m not what you would call a “Mommy Blogger” since it’s been years since I was called Mommy. In fact, I’m now called Grammy, and it feels wonderful. So I suppose I’m a new breed; Grammy Blogger!
As long as I can remember, I wanted to make home my full-time endeavor; my day job, my night job, my refuge from life’s storms, my open house and gathering place. I have been attempting that for nearly 40 years with my husband Mike, and I believe we have a good thing going.
We have both worked outside the home, and now run a small family business together creating art. Mike is a copper artist and does beautiful woodworking as well. I am presently a glass artist, and we combine both to make a living. I consider myself an artist, not because I have any great claim to degrees or experience, but because it is what’s in my bones.
I keep my sanity and take care of both of us by gardening and raising animals on our small urban homestead. It used to be wide open spaces, but now we are smack dab in the middle of civilization, and we make it work. Our “ambition in life is to live a quiet life, minding our own business and working with our hands.” 1Thess. 4:11.