The real, not so glamorous, Christmas story

  On a night (or maybe it was day), in Roman occupied ancient Israel, a young, Jewish woman writhed, and cried as the excruciating pains of labor gripped her body and tore her flesh.  And there, where animals in the ancient world feed, a vernix and blood covered baby boy, swaddled in clothes to keep… Continue reading The real, not so glamorous, Christmas story

Meanwhile, back at the farm: Journal of a Milk Maid Day 3 {and thoughts on Nahum}

(Daylight and Daisy) (Daisy, the more timid of the two doelings, warming up to me and my hat)(Daisy and Darla (the momma goat) (Daisy) I thought it was neat that both my doelings have these pretty markings on their backs.   They both have a black strip down their spine and star of white on the black stripe.… Continue reading Meanwhile, back at the farm: Journal of a Milk Maid Day 3 {and thoughts on Nahum}