Your brother - the tree stand - the fall. Eight hours before he was found; two more hours (almost) getting him out; a year before he could wiggle a toe; how many years before he could walk. Paralyzed at

#LOVE all your comments today, and love your trees, and your resourcefulness, and your photos. You're the best!!!!

It will always feel like yesterday - when it's your son, your own flesh and blood, yes. Even when it's a father and three sisters - it's in the bones, in the blood. As a mother of a son, I know that losing

Well, that's sad. They should provide support and appreciation for the work I produce but instead, they give a negative response, I'm sad, but I realize that we can't please everyone in this world, even

What a great opening to a haunting story! Two words. Every trauma, heartache and pain she’d been through was summarised in two words. Safe space. At least a friendship is forged, at the end, but oh, man,

Prolia injections for the treatment of osteoporosis - My sister and I both tested minus 2.5 on the Dexa scale. She's been on Fosamax (Alendronate) for more than a year now. I refused to take it. Of course

Botox for migraine - let me know if it helps! I asked my family doctor for a referral but he said no. Neurologists here might do them. Nobody here does Botox for TMJ - or, I need to search harder. Insurance

Three years later, I still cannot walk to the river due to the massive, massive fallen trees blocking the way. Not a deer path in sight! Our dogs cannot straddle the trees, and there are SO MANY, and the

The Big Sweed - not the Bigs Weed LOL I love these Hive posts and all the people here!

What an amazing post! How hardworking, resourceful, and ambitious you are! This is a sight I can identify with. Three years after the derecho, a massive oak toppled, only a few feet from the cabin my husband

Oooh, you have spalted maple!! So did my dad. He made some furniture out of the tree he'd cut down. The Amana Colonies charges a king's ransom for furniture built from this intriguing wood, with the inky

Fabulous photos and wow, I LOVE the narrative! "After a minute the swan had made its way across the pond and I was in for a treat" - apparently because the swan was hoping for a treat, but you

Oh I love this. (Do you too stock your freezer with venison? I can just read more of your posts to find out!) Facebook shared:

Thank you so much!! I'm still extremely frugal - much more so than my peers - but to my parents, I would always look like a big spender. Dad would only buy the cheapest appliances and electronics, then

You mill your own wood...? Eastern hemlock... My dad cut down a walnut tree and had it planed (milled?). He made a few little magazine racks but let the rest sit for decades. At the auction, the whole

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Ohhhhh I am so sorry. We hear it gets easier over time, or less difficult, but no, I find myself missing my sisters MORE and more with each year - not less. Rose Kennedy said it well. (She who lost so

Thanks. :) I can see from your daily freewrites that WORK work work WORK is what you do, and you do it so well!! I'm in awe of you! Work is good for us - although it can also grind us down with arthritis

Thank you! :)

Ohhh I'm so sorry. We write of our grief, and others read of our grief, nodding, knowing. And sobbing themselves to sleep. Oh I feel for you!!! Yes, of course, I prefer to read of miracles and happy endings.