If I’m entirely honest, I had no intention of ever becoming a homesteader. I didn’t understand homesteading. I thought it was a fad, and it wasn’t something I was going to be interested in. But little did I know that homesteading was so much more than what I thought it was. It was exactly what
I drove a little slower to work this morning. I watched the sunrise a little bit longer, watched how the orange light pushed the shadows across the fields. The color of the sun was vividly orange, an October sun, cutting up through a cold periwinkle sky smeared with watercolored streaks of magenta and lavender.