From the trees

Ever have one of those days where you feel like God was all over it, and noth­ing big hap­pened? Yes­ter­day was like that. We start­ed the day out with get­ting awak­ened by our three year old, Tris­tan, who jumped into bed with us. After about 20 min­utes, he decid­ed it was time to wres­tle instead of… Con­tin­ue read­ing From the trees


So, a lot of peo­ple car-pool to and from work, which is great. But one of the great things about liv­ing here is that any­body who works at Yachad Distribution–one of the Vil­lage businesses–gets to bus-pool! We spend the 20 minute dri­ve talk­ing, lis­ten­ing to, singing, play­ing music (there’s enough room to play a gui­tar… Con­tin­ue read­ing Bus-pool­ing

My head is round

This is Tris­tan, our fire­ball of a three-year-old. It was dif­fi­cult to say the least to get him to hold still long enough to snap this pho­to. “Take a pic­ture of me run­ning at you!”