About

Hi there, I am Katie.  Wife, mother, livestock manager, writer.  If you have moments in your life when you feel defeated, deflated, and deceived by where your life is “supposed to be”, vs where your life is, then maybe we can find some solace on this journey together, as we learn to love what is, and to live with intention.

I am extremely selfish in that though I want others to find value in my writing, I really just want to write, and to learn how to flow through life with grace.  Therefore, the selfishness of this blog is twofold.

1. The more I write, the better I become at my craft
2. As I document the little daily occurrences, I am holding myself accountable for thinking on a deeper level than I normally would, and keeping them present, so as to be more mindful on a day to day basis.

I live on eighty acres of woods and farm land in a tiny town about an hour west of Portland, Oregon, with my husband, two daughters, son, two dogs, one cat, five pigs and eleven chickens.  I enjoy every change of season this beautiful state offers.   In the summer, you will find me tending the garden, going on hikes and swimming in the pond with my kids, an occasional margarita in hand (or wanting to do these things, but being too bogged down by laundry, dishes, and screaming children).  By the time fall arrives I am so over the sunny skies, and look forward to being inside, cozy around the fireplace with a good book (though with two little ones, this is more fantasy than reality these days), or a movie…and dehydrating apples from the local farms.  Yes, yes, yes!

It rarely snows here, but when it does, it is either an eighth of an inch and they cancel school, or it is a foot or two which coats the trees in a thick blanket of silence.  Once spring blooms, I can hardly wait to get back outside, and bask in the joy of my newly planted weed free flowers, if only for a little while. (‘cause you know, ain’t nobody got time to weed unless someone important is coming to visit).

I love a good laugh.  I love a good cry too, but can usually only manage it when I am beyond furious…on the bright side, I  no longer cry when embarrassed…mostly because I am rarely embarrassed these days…yep, that’s right, weird and proud, right here.

I am an excellent list maker, and an even better procrastinator.  I am good at tidying my house, every few hours of the day, and am equally good at conveniently forgetting to dust.  I believe that cobwebs exist for a reason, and as long as those daddy long legs stay where they’re supposed to, by the ceiling where my walls connect, the back of my shoe will not be the last thing they see.

For the sake of transparency, I think you ought to know that although I believe life on other planets likely does exist, I do not go to any of the conventions with my face painted green, dressed up in a blind your eyes tinfoil outfit…not that I have one.

Also, I am a huge pinterest-aholic, particularly anything to do with activities for children, and DIY gifts, etc.  Seriously.  ADDICT!  Sometimes, I even put my procrastination in the closet, and do some of the awesomeness I’ve pinned.