It rained today on the bluff. A real settle into your bones sort of chill, along with dark skies that turn day into night. Autumn is trying to have one last stand for the year.

The sunflowers are taking this one last stand to heart. I’ve really loved them so. Good for the honey bees and good for my spirit – they’re the most simple form of cheer.

My mom can’t help but water the garden that she loved and cared for all these years.

The cornstalks will be gone soon, having provided their bounty long ago. One beautiful summer night, my friends and I celebrated our friend Joelle’s birthday there in the field. We strung twinkly lights on the cornstalks, feasted, and had one of the best dance parties maybe ever. Just us.

Byronis harvesting potatoes now. I bet you’d find it hard to believe a potato harvest is beautiful. Well, it is.

The pumpkins will be next. Their leaves have slowly started to fade away, giving in to the cold air sweeping through.

Sometimes, when I need a moment, I steal away to the fields, breathing in the simplicity of it all. I’m thankful for my quiet little life. For the beauty that surrounds me. For fall, small accomplishments, simple joys, and for learning bits and pieces every day.


In 2002, I was dreaming of creating a fun and happy little event to sell my vintage and handmade goods. In 2002, I held my first event in my neighbor's barn along with a handful of friends. The sale became wildly popular and began attracting visitors from across the country and recognition in national magazines. Today The Farm Chicks Vintage & Handmade Fair fills the Spokane County Fairgrounds and features hundreds of creatively and carefully curated spaces packed with vintage and handmade goods. Many describe it as a bucket list event, magical, inspirational, and the best event of its kind in the USA. I describe it as the best weekend of the year!