I harbor a secret love for biscuits. Okay, not-so-secret. I’ve been on a forever long quest to make the perfect biscuit. The kind that’s fluffy, buttery, flaky, with just

The Dekker Peckers have been busy. Thanks to Rooney—our pint-sized, loudmouthed rooster with the heart of a lion and the libido of a frat boy, our coop is now ground zero

The coffee shop lady got back with me! I was able to speak with her again, make edits, and send what is hopefully the final draft for her approval. I have everything crossed

I love chickens. Watching them peck around the yard, stabbing randomly at the ground and chasing the occasional bug is one of my favorite pastimes. Chickens are like T-Rexes without arms. I

I’m having an off day. Everything feels like a struggle, and honestly, I just want to go back to sleep and start over tomorrow. I dragged myself to my yoga mat this