The Farm Report
  • Yoga in the canyon

    Yoga in the canyon

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    If you cannot find your zen here, it is likely you may not be able to find it anywhere. Namaste.


  • Bryce Canyon

    Bryce Canyon

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    We spent the day hiking Bryce Canyon. I was a little doubtful when I heard about the three hour drive there and back, but I kept hearing from people that it was one of those once-in-a-lifetime kind of things. So I signed up.

    Funny how a three hour drive doesn't seem so long when no one is asking you for a snack, sippy cups, and that one thing over there in the corner of the car you can't reach but I need it now…now…NOW!

    And it was spectacular. Vistas far as the eye can see. The reminder of how small you are and how vast and glorious the world is. I loved the moment where I realized we were so high in elevation that the shadows on the trees were from the clouds directly above them, almost like reflections.

    Evenings so far have been full of wine and chocolate and moms sitting, a bit dazed, having just returned from a spa appointment instead of cleaning up dinner and putting kids to bed.

    I think we all needed this.


  • The view

    The view

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    Off to Utah on a girls' trip, finding my zen.


  • Ready for baptism

    Ready for baptism

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    Nephew Joe, decked out for baptism.



  • Breakfast faces

    Breakfast faces

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    Everyone is really getting into breakfast faces around here. Exhibit curated by Tom.





  • Field trip

    Field trip

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    Today was a very rainy day where Ellery and I accompanied Neko's class on a very rainy field trip.

    Ellery could hardly contain herself when she got to ride the bus with the big kids (I know she doesn't look excited in the photo, but trust me, she was).

    She tagged right along like she was a kindergartner, eyes wide, holding tightly to my leg. An old soul, that one.