Back of the loaf is the snow white flour.
Back of the flour, the mill.
Back of the mill, the sun and the shower,
and our heavenly Father's will.
--Dean family grace, from my mother-in-law, Phoebe Dean Staples
In which a 50-something woman embarks on a new career in nursing in a newly empty nest with a newly retired husband, an old cat, a yard full of chickens, a field full of predators, a shotgun and a sense of humor. She is blogging and slogging her way through a wet Pacific Northwest winter...and spring and summer and fall.
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