I have gone back and forth while writing this post. I have written, deleted, written, and deleted again. Last week Silas and I went to kindergarten jump start at his school. He had a great time and I was so proud of how he handled himself.

Life on a Back Road A semi-regular online newsletter. Life on a Back Road. This is our fourth house in five years of marriage. For as much as I like to be settled down and rooted, I know how to box up a house and feed our movers. However, we love this place! One student in particular has inspired me. She had only one year of formal schooling, and when I first met her, she was illiterate. She came to class and did her best, but she.

I remember my first winter living. As the trees shed their final leaves and the emptiness of winter stepped in, it was an entirely different place. The absence of bright foliage allowed anyone, visitor or friend, to see. The exposed secrets of southeast Kentucky. Homes that stayed hidden for the majority of the year were finally uncovered. The tattered ropes of swinging bridges hung a little lower. Days and the cool,.