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The primitive call of the cranes, the cackle of the pheasant, the trill of the red-winged blackbirds. We stop in our tracks, hold our breath, and listen. Every time.
My morning tea made with maple sap instead of water. Heck, yeah.
Mud. Everywhere.
Enjoying meals outside because it's a balmy 44 F. Even if we have to sit on the ground because the picnic table isn't out yet.
And digging. Just because we can.
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Welcome! I'm Rachel Wolf. You'll find me here sharing my thoughts on living a more present and joyful life, despite the chaos swirling around us. I believe in embracing imperfection, living an authentic life, and savoring every drop of these fleeting days.
No, you won't find me feeding into the myth of perfection, but you can count on me to show up real and raw with lessons and beauty that I find in the ordinary.
I'm an interest-led homeschooler of a teen and a ten year old, and the owner of LüSa Organics. Together with my kids and husband Pete I live on a small, scruffy farm in the Wisconsin hills. Kick off your shoes and stay a while!
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