Little Farmhouse Mama

08/31/2026

I think we need to bring back teaching kids the things that don’t come with an app.

How to grow something.
How to cook from scratch.
How to sew a button back on.
How to take care of animals.
How to use tools.
How to shake someone’s hand and look them in the eye.
How to work when they don’t feel like working.
How to save money before they spend it.
How to sit outside without needing to be entertained.

Maybe these things feel old fashioned now.

I’m okay with that.

Because someday our kids will grow up in a world that changes faster than we can imagine, and I want mine carrying a few things with them that never go out of style.

Common sense.
Work ethic.
Resourcefulness.
And the confidence of knowing they can figure things out.

08/26/2026

I went down a rabbit hole about carbon capture and storage the other night, and now I have questions.

I had heard the term before, but I don’t think I ever really understood what it meant.

Basically, carbon capture and storage is a process where CO2 from industrial facilities is captured, transported, and stored deep underground in certain rock formations instead of being released.

And living on a little farm has made me weirdly fascinated by anything involving land, soil, what’s underneath our feet, and how different industries use the land around us.

So naturally, one article turned into five, then ten, and suddenly I’m reading about wells drilled thousands of feet underground and how Texas and the Gulf Coast are becoming a major part of this whole industry.

A number of these projects are moving through the approval process right now, and I was surprised by how much those decisions could affect what happens next for industries in the area.

I genuinely had no idea how much was already happening with this.

Have y’all ever gone down the carbon capture rabbit hole? Because now I’m curious what everyone else knows about it too.

Read more here: https://bit.ly/4y4G02J

08/25/2026

08/25/2026

We Will Always Love You, Butterfly 🦋

Today, the mountains grew a little quieter,
and heaven gained a little more sparkle.

She taught us that softness could be strength,
that kindness could be powerful,
and that a girl could come from almost nothing
and still leave the whole world richer.

She gave us songs for falling in love,
walking away, holding on,
and finding the courage to begin again.

But her greatest gift was never the rhinestones,
the big hair, or even that unmistakable voice.

It was the way she made people feel.

Seen.
Welcome.
Worthy of dreaming bigger.

Some people leave this earth
and take their light with them.

Dolly scattered hers everywhere.

In every song.
In every child who opened a book because of her.
In every woman who learned she could be tender and tough.
In every little girl who dared to dream beyond where she began.

Rest peacefully, Dolly.

The music may sound different now, but your light will keep dancing among us like a butterfly that was never meant to stay in one place.

We will always love you 🦋

08/24/2026

No because what do you mean we raised enough chicken for a year

08/23/2026

Minding my own business

08/23/2026

Just a girl and her cow 🐮