My Two Loves

Blue-eyed Russ and brown-eyed Zip.

Until next time, dear friends.  Lord willing.

Sherry

Less is More - Tiny House Movement

This past weekend, we said farewell to two of our four horses.

Traveler

and 

Buck

Now, we are down to two.  

Two humans.  Two horses.

Makes perfect sense.

And then there were two...

Raz and Nauish (pronounced Now-eesh).

The timing of this leads into our final months of our first year of 1/3 Living.

 It has been a wonderful year of growth and reflection.  

 And abiding in Christ.

And even for us, living in a 300 sq. feet "main cabin",

the desire continues to be to "pare down" and go small.

Sure, we have our Wee House.

And we have our Bear's Den.

But there's a hunger that lies within to produce yet another "Tiny House"...

We love being a part of the Tiny House Movement.

We'll see what next spring has in store for us, God willing.

Do YOU have that desire?  Could you do it too?  

There is no doubt you could...if you would take that first step.

Follow this delightful teenager, 

16-year old Austin Hay, 

as he describes not only his housing project, 

but his outlook on life, 

complete with Santa Claus.

Prepare to be impressed...

Please turn off soothing music so you can hear every word spoken by Austin, located to the right.

This young man could plug into our electric any day.

Until tomorrow, God willing.

Wordless Wednesday at the Wee (House)

Wordless Wednesday - Mid June

April Snow

Winter is hanging on...

And our little resident Wee House bunny is wanting to hang around.

Or perhaps hang around...inside.

Who can blame her. 

Until tomorrow, God willing.



Worship at the Wee House

Wednesday nights are taking on a whole new meaning at Russ-Stick Acres.

It's been a long time coming.  Over a year of planning.

But it begins tonight.

Worship at the Wee House.

I can't wait.

Russ can't wait.

Just imagine...

For where two or three are gathered together in my name,

there am I in the midst of them.

Matthew 18:20

 

Thank you Brother John, for nurturing that planted seed.

And praise God, from whom all blessings flow...

Praise Him, all creatures here below...

In the Wee, God willing.

Winter at the Wee

It's here...

A white winter.

Cold and beautiful.

Sometimes a tad overwhelming...

But always elegent.

May all your winters be white and wonderful.