When the Spring Goes Dry: A Very Honest Post About Recovering from Domestic Violence and Trauma

Years ago at the other farm our spring ran out of water and we had to switch to the emergency tank. It was not pleasant drinking from that tank. But even more unpleasant was making the trek up the side of the holler to clear out the blockage. Part of me feels like the pastContinue reading “When the Spring Goes Dry: A Very Honest Post About Recovering from Domestic Violence and Trauma”

Monday’s Musings : I Can’t Do EVERYTHING

I was raised in a time of shifting ideology in this country. Traditional gender roles and second wave Feminism clashed in the media and stereotypes clashed around me as the child of a single mother in a male dominated industry. A male teacher told my mother he was shocked at how “well adjusted” I amContinue reading “Monday’s Musings : I Can’t Do EVERYTHING”