One of the things Joey and I are doing this year is homesteading.  I don’t mean the kind where you move to the Montana prairie and just live-off-the-land in a small remote cabin… although part of us would love to.  We’re just trying to simplify our lives and learn to be more self-sustaining.

A number of people have asked us over the last month if there’s a story behind us naming our new little girl Indiana Boon. Yes, there is…

On Fathers day last June, after eleven years of marriage, my wife Joey and I found out that we were going to have a baby. We were elated (and nervous, and hopeful, all at the same time). Soon after, Joey watched a documentary about home-birth and midwives, and was even more excited about the idea of having our baby at home, here in the farmhouse where we live and dream and share our lives…

I got a call this afternoon from our youngest daughter Hopie (I mean middle daughter…now that little Indy is here) and she was out of breath and could barely talk.  I was immediately worried, and even more so when she said she was over at Miss Joan’s house (one of Joey’s best friends who’s 77 years old and lives about a mile from us) putting out a big fire! 

We made some new friends a month or so ago that own the new “Muletown Coffee” shop in Columbia.  One of them, Chris, along with his wife Brittany, brought us dinner tonight.  He had called me a few days ago and said “we’d like to bring you a meal this week if that’s okay…