A year ago I didn’t know what a podcast was or know how they even worked.  Now, I can’t even imagine life without them.

I’m almost ashamed to admit that.  But I didn’t know and finally found the righ person to ask!  Heather and I were travelling back from the city from THIS WORKSHOP and I asked her about podcasts when she mentioned something about one.  I probably interrupted her…but she was gracious and explained it to me.  She gave me the names of a few of her favourites, so I gave a few a listen and then I was hooked.

So, I thought I would share the Podcast love with you and let you know what some of my favourites are.

Young House Love is a blog I’ve been following for years now and I love their podcast, just as much, called Young House Love Has a Podcast.  { Links to their podcast HERE and the blog HERE }  It might not make much sense that there are design podcasts since it is such a visual field, but strangely enough, it works.  The girls enjoy this podcast, as well, we’ve listened to it in the car on our way to Cape Breton and the time flies by!  John and Sherry are very engaging and humourous to boot, so it’s a no brainer.

The other design podcast I listen to is Chris Loves Julia, again, they also have a blog by the same name.  { iTunes link HERE, blog link HERE }  These guys have a host on the podcast, named Preston, and it took a little getting used to him but now I can’t imagine that podcast without him, even though I cringe at a few of his sayings still…  Chris and Julia recently had a baby, bought a mountain cabin and got a new dog.  Lots of humour, bad singing and sound design advice!

I loved listening to the Vinyl Cafe podcast, too, there are only a few episodes on iTunes but they made me laugh and cry and want to find more Vinyl Cafe goodness, which I know is out there!  I might have to grab a CD or something….maybe ask for something for Christmas!  I love hearing a good story!

How I Built This is a neat business podcast based on interviews with succesful business people.  { iTunes link HERE } I love hearing the stories about where a business got its start and what background the entrepreneur came from, which usually isn’t business-based at all.  Instagram, Toms, 1-800-GOT-JUNK, Airbnb, Kate Spade…all sorts of interesting companies!  Makes me want to build the next big thing!

Some podcasts you really connect with on a deeper level and Mom Struggling Well does that for me. { iTunes links HERE } Emily Thomas, who I feel like I know so well now, interviews different moms who are at different stages of motherhood and they get into the weeds of the struggles and the triumphs of it all – faith, marriage, business but mostly motherhood.  I have cried more tears in my car, listening to Emily and her guests as they openly talk about it all.  But they offer such practical tips to help us moms struggle well.  Because, let’s face it, motherhood is tough!  I can’t get enough of this one!  I’m working my way through all the old episodes and listening to the new ones as they are released, too.  Moms, you need this one in your life!!

So, I had become a podcast junkie, listening primarily in the car and talking to various people about it.  And then one day one of my blogger friends, Erin, posted a picture….a very leading picture of her with a microphone.  I commented that I hoped she was starting a podcast….and she was!!!  So, now I have one more podcast on my list and it’s definitely one I look forward to every week.

Erin of DIY Passion and her friend Jen of Rambling Renovators started the podcast, but aimed it more towards blogger and influencers as well as the marketers within companies.  They’ve called it In the Storyhouse { iTunes links are HERE } and they cover so much in each episode!  Topics that matter to the Farm Fresh side of things, like how to build Instagram, how to leverage Pinterest, does what we do, as influencers, matter and make a difference –  all sorts of topics!  Here’s my problem, I listen while driving which means I can’t take notes and I quite often feel like I need to.  These are the only podcasts that I have re-listened to.  Just because they are so jam-packed with sooo much information!

So, tell me, is there any podcasts that I need to listen to that you absolutely love?  I’m always looking for more!  And I hope you enjoy some of these ones, too!

To be continued,


PS – All photos were totally taken from their websites without permission…

Today was the Second Sunday of Advent.  Today the candle of Peace was lit.  But Peace was something I had to make the effort to find.

I barely slept last night, which is very rare for me, I usually sleep well.  So we missed church.  I couldn’t gather the gumption to deliver and collect the right children in time to make it to the service.  And I did feel bad.  But instead I lounged around in my pyjamas, drank coffee and took the day.

The irony of today’s candle being the candle of Peace wasn’t lost on me.  Blame the tiredness, the stress of the season and workload, whatever, but today I wasn’t at my finest.  I had real conversation, prayed and tackled a few, easy, mindless things on my list.  I had a variety of girls through the doors today and we crafted, decorated the tree and had hot chocolate together with loads of candy canes and marshmallows and laughed a lot.  That was what my heart needed today.

This afternoon, I laid down and even though I didn’t sleep, I got up feeling much better and more prepared for the week ahead.  { I’m not a good napper, I wake up way crankier than when I went to sleep, just ask my family }  I feel much more peaceful now.  I may not have seen the candles lit, but I made sure I sought Peace out today.  And thankfully, I found what I needed.

It is my hope for you that you find that same Peace.

To be continued,


PS You can read about the First Sunday of Advent HERE

  • Ralph Daling - December 11, 2017 - 9:13 am

    We missed you and the girls. Peace from dad.ReplyCancel

    • lori@farmfreshstyle.ca - December 11, 2017 - 9:32 am

      Thanks Dad! xoReplyCancel

If you love a good cup of coffee and biscotti, or anything chocolate with a kick, then this recipe is for you!

I’m not one for dipping stuff in my coffee, I hate sludge at the bottom of my cup.  But then I was introduced to biscotti and I was ok with it.  I had been wanting to try making it for a while and when Janice gave me a recipe that had cayenne pepper in it…  I love my chocolate with a kick, whether it’s a bar or hot chocolate.  So, I knew this was the one to try!

Biscotti is pretty simple to make, it just takes some time. Basically, bake your ‘loaf’ and then cut it and bake it again.  I love recipes with simple, basic ingredients that I already have in my cupboard and that I know how to pronounce. 😉

Mexican Double Chocolate Biscotti

1 cup Butter

1 cup White Sugar

1 cup Brown Sugar

2 Eggs

2 cups Flour

1 cup Cocoa

1 tsp. Baking Soda

1 tsp. Cayenne Pepper

1/2 tsp. Salt

1 cup Chocolate Chips

Cream butter and sugar.  Beat in eggs.  Add dry ingredients and mix.  Stir in chips.  Let chill for 1 hour.

Form into 2 logs about 1 inch high, 3 inches wide and 14 inches long.  { I always forgot and make mine too wide and then they widen out even more during baking and make really long biscotti – don’t be like me…. }

Bake at 300 degrees for 30-35 minutes and let cool on a wire rack for 30 minutes.  Slice logs into 1/2 inch wide slices and lay on their side on the cookie sheet and bake for 15 minutes per side.  Let cool completely. Store in an airtight container.  Or just serve with piping hot coffee and good conversation.

I hope you enjoy this recipe.  I know I don’t share a lot of recipes here, but sometimes there’s one that needs to be shared with the world!  I love how warm and inviting our home smells when I bake!

So, tell me, who would you like to sit down and have a hot cup of coffee with and share some biscotti? I’m going to pick my friend Janice!!

To be continued,




  • Holly Clarke - December 8, 2017 - 12:13 pm

    Oooh those look so good and on the easy side which is a must for me!!

    I have to have a treat with my tea, it’s an addiction. My grandfather started me with toast and tea as a baby so it comes honestly.
    Cape Breton-ers! LolReplyCancel

    • lori@farmfreshstyle.ca - December 8, 2017 - 12:16 pm

      Cape Breton-eras are among my favourite! My bestie that I mentioned in the post is one and lives in Margaree!ReplyCancel

Today was the first Sunday of Advent.  I always look forward to the Advent Season and I’m determined to really make the most of it this year and not miss a second.

Each year, we get swept up in prep mode for Christmas.  Last year, I wrote about wanting to back up and have a do over { which you can read HERE } but I don’t want to feel that way this year.  I want to soak up every last drop of the anticipation.  I don’t want to miss a song, a light or the chance to spread some love.  I don’t want to miss the baby in the manager for the shopping, baking and decorating.

So, this year, I thought that I might take a few minutes each Sunday evening to capture some of my thoughts here as we prep for Christmas.  And so we begin on this first day of Advent.

This morning found us sitting in our usual pew at church, nestled in beside my parents, singing carols.  Music has such a strong connection to certain events, Christmas especially.  We sang ‘Emmanuel’ this morning and I have to say, of all the names of God, that is the one that strikes closest to my heart.  I’m not sure if it because the church I spent my early years in was Emmanuel Christian Reformed Church or if it is the thought that God is here with us, among us.  Whatever the reason, I love that name.

Pastor Teal spoke about a baby, swaddled in cloth, by his young mother.  This baby, the one we wait for, is Emmanuel.  He is God with us, in human flesh.  This is why we celebrate.  This is why we gather to sing  & worship and even spend time ‘adventing’ { yes, I totally made that word up, but it’s the right word, no? }  We celebrate the Emmanuel, that tiny babe who is God among us.

The first Sunday of Advent is Hope.  We, as Christians, are filled with Hope.  We know the story so well.  We’ve heard it told and re-told over the years.  A wee baby who is the King, our Emmanuel, born in a stable, so lowly, too lowly for a King.  And yet, and yet, there He is, wrapped up tightly against the cold world, protected by His mother.  This wee baby is who generations had hoped for.  Who we still Hope for, especially in the weeks to come, leading up to Christmas.

I Hope for Emmanuel, God with us – do you?

To be continued,



  • Sheila - December 3, 2017 - 9:27 pm

    Beautiful Lori, thanks for the inspiration!. My thoughts exactly.ReplyCancel

Some posts are harder to write than others.  But some stories need to be told and you’ve all been following along for long enough that you probably would want to know.

My parents sold the farm and moved!  Dad, after farming here since 1974, has officially retired.  My parents have been my closest neighbours for 9 years and now they live a whole 14kms away from us.  But it’s all good.  Sad, yes, a little but more good. Now, Hannah owns more animals than Dad!  Crazy!

Photo credits to Wonkyeye Photography

Dad turned 70 this past summer and he’s had some serious health issues to deal with in the past { you can read about that HERE } and so he deserves some down time and the chance to relax and enjoy a different pace of life.

They moved here from Ontario to buy the dairy farm that was in operation on the property prior to their arrival.  Farms were cheaper in Nova Scotia than in Ontario and so they packed up their family and moved here, far away from their parents and siblings.  The farm was operated as a dairy farm until Dad semi-retired by switching to sheep.  Granted, going from having to milk cows twice a day to looking after sheep was a big change and much easier.  Besides, lambs are much cuter than cows 😉 { Mom found the ad while unpacking that lead them here!! }

As children, we worked on the farm, starting with simple chores when we were still pretty small.  We would help Dad milk, we would shovel poop & hay, feed the calves & heifers and help with the haying during the summer. { This isn’t quite how we did it when I was a kid, but HERE is a glimpse of how we did it in the past few years } I remember many nights in the milking parlour with Dad, working on my times tables, or talking about whatever or nothing. I may have complained and tried my best to get out of milking, but those are days that I would love to re-live again.  Eventually we worked our way up to being allowed to run the farm while Mom and Dad got a well-deserved vacation.  But guaranteed something would have died while they were away….

We knew that the time for Dad to retire was coming and thankfully there was a couple not far from us that took over the farm and will continue to work the land and build up their own sheep farm.  I’m excited to have them as neighbours, it’s good that the farm will continue on with young, fresh vision.  And I’m thankful the process was as easy as it was and the transition went well – not having to list the farm and wait and wait has been a saving grace!  It was obvious that God had a plan in place and knowing that helped with the acceptance of the change.  I was also very thankful that this was their choice and that Dad’s health didn’t force their hand before they were both ready for it.

Mom and Dad didn’t move too far away, they are still on the girls bus route and only a hop, skip and a jump away.  Their new house is a sweet one bedroom home, with a very welcoming feel to it.  And I’m happy to report that the tea is still pretty tasty there, too. { I was worried, there’s no tea as good as tea at the farm! }  They are getting settled in and unpacking all their boxes and Mom has been busy decorating for Christmas, too.  Eventually we’ll paint, but for now, it’ll do.  We also have some plans to add an island, actually I’m hoping to be able to share that project on the blog, but we have to pull all the right pieces together for that yet. That will give Mom some more storage in the kitchen and more eating area, too.

The farm has had such an impact and influence on me.  We were taught a good work ethic, we were taught how to problem solve and how to work together, too.  Out of my siblings, I’m the one who is the least amount of ‘farmer’, but it still helped make me who I am today.  And for that I am thankful.  My childhood on the farm is partly why I named my blog what I did.  It’s a nod to my roots, to be sure.

I’m excited to watch Mom and Dad settle into this new lifestyle.  I wonder how long before Dad has a four-legged critter to tend to and what hobbies he’ll fill his time with.  I happened to be there as he flipped through the flyers for the first time I can ever remember and I can see that isn’t going to be good 😉  The house they bought has some land so I’m sure he has some plans for it, and the girls have already requested more paths through the field.  They actually got cable for the first time, too, they always had rabbit ears and very limited channels….one, maybe two depending on the weather!

The other exciting part of this story is the fact that Hannah’s sheep will be moving to our place over the winter and will be lambing here!!  We have to do some work to the barn and pasture to allow for them but I’m really looking forward to that!  Right now they are still at ‘the farm’ to be bred. In fact, we had a conversation about what ram they should be bred to and my answer was ‘whatever ram will make for the cutest babies’!!  Good answer, right?!??!  The actual ‘farmers’ did confer on it, they are far more practical…

I’ve enjoyed helping Dad with lambing over the last few years and look forward to our own lambing season here on Clear Day Farm.  You can read some posts about past lambing seasons HERE, HERE, and HERE.  I can’t wait to show you guys new babies this Spring!  Back in 2014 Christine followed Dad around the barn during a snowstorm and captured a Day in the Life which you can see HERE.  I’m thankful that she was able to preserve those memories for us!

Anyway, life is always changing and evolving, isn’t it?  I’m finally able to share the news about Mom and Dad moving off the farm without feeling like I’m going to cry so I figured it might be time to share the news here, too.  😉

To be continued,


  • Holly Clarke - November 26, 2017 - 10:06 pm

    Awww! Bittersweet but lovely to look back at the memories and keep some baby lambs coming 🙂 hahaReplyCancel

    • lori@farmfreshstyle.ca - November 26, 2017 - 10:35 pm

      Definitely bittersweet!! ReplyCancel

  • Kenda MacLellan - November 26, 2017 - 10:32 pm

    I read your previous blog about your fathers transplant….I’m so glad the story had a happy ending, and that God made you so aware of His presence! I’m new to your blog, and really appreciate your writing as much as your design choices.ReplyCancel

    • lori@farmfreshstyle.ca - November 26, 2017 - 10:34 pm

      Welcome, Kenda!! I hope you enjoy!! And thank you for the compliments!!!ReplyCancel

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  • Jenna MacDonald - November 28, 2017 - 6:15 am

    It might be the end of an era but it is also the beginning of a wonderful new chapter where your girls get to be the stars and your dad gets to enjoy watching it all unfold. I’m certain there will be much more lambing (and farming) in your future 💕ReplyCancel

    • lori@farmfreshstyle.ca - November 28, 2017 - 6:20 am

      I have a feeling the girls would have us run out of house and home with animals if we let them!! Last count, one pony, three sheep, two bunnies and two cats….ReplyCancel