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Miss K’s Raw Granola
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- Homesteading Recipes
- 26 February 2020
If you’ve been around here for the long haul, you might remember 6 years back when I shared a “recipe” for my dear friend’s raw granola. You can find that old post HERE if you need a laugh! I use the word recipe loosely because at the time I didn’t have a way to add […]

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Strawberry Freezer Jam 3 Ways
- Missy
- Canning & Freezing Recipes
- 18 March 2016
Spring is on it’s way and that can only mean one thing around here, strawberry season! I grew up looking forward to homemade strawberry freezer jam every spring and now my kids love it too. I like to watch for cases of berries to go on sale and then knock out a few batches of […]

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Welcome to Gypsy Magpie, my little creative happy place. Here you’ll find an eclectic mix of things that bring me joy. From family, DIY, food, and crafts, to nature loving, repurposing, spirituality, gardening, vintage fun, and all things home, with a sprinkling of hippie-ness and a hefty dose of heart. Come along for the ride as I grow some roots to balance my wings.

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The messy middle. Kinda sums up everything right n

The messy middle. Kinda sums up everything right now, right? 😉

My youngest has been out of the hospital for a few

My youngest has been out of the hospital for a few days. She has a ways to go until she is healthy again, but she is home and my heart is full. The last few weeks of my life are a blur. How so many traumatic things could happen at once, I can’t wrap my head around. Early Wednesday morning, my beautiful friend took her last sweet breath and the earth shook with grief. Today, I watched her funeral over the internet. Due to this nutty virus, her friends and family couldn’t celebrate her incredible awesomeness together. So through little snippets of video, song, and poetry, sent from loved ones across several states, we said goodbye from our screens in a very personal way I will never forget. ⁣
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I am convinced that we as a society have been so busy running the race of life, that we have forgotten how to truly and deeply live it. People are joking that we’ve been sent to our rooms on a time out. But, maybe it’s true? Maybe we do need to think about our choices, what we have done, and who we want to be going forward? This can’t all be for nothing. Noelle squeezed every last ounce out of life that she could. Yes, cancer can do that to you but honestly, she truly lived before it ever came knocking. She understood that life is to be lived and love is to be given, so that is what she did. In this dark time, the world needs more of that kind of living.⁣
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So what does any of this have to do with chickens? Nothing. These old bitties just make me smile and I’ve needed that desperately, so here they are in case stinky farm birds lift your spirits too. Well friends, we’ve been sent to our rooms. I’ve learned that my rhythm is off. It’s a lesson God’s been trying to teach me for years. I have to stop running faster than sustainable. And stop pushing so dang hard. I need to redevelop my senses to experience beauty and light and magic again. To really see and taste, touch and listen. Oh, but that is easier said than done in a world like this one! But Noelle and my Father are nudging. ⁣
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We’ve been sent to our rooms. What lesson will you take with you when you are allowed to come back out?

I feel very much like a tornado has been through.

I feel very much like a tornado has been through. I don’t know which way is up but I do know that, like Dorothy, I’m not in Kansas anymore. Today marks 1 week in the children’s hospital for my youngest daughter. Her kidneys went into distress and the specialists haven’t been able to figure out why or how to heal them. In the middle of everything, this nutty virus rolls through and puts the state and this hospital into panic-mode. ⁣
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It’s taking everything I’ve got not to cuss out all the peeps on the internet whining about being stuck home with their kids. What I wouldn’t give to be stuck home with my kids. I haven’t seen 3 of them since last Tuesday! That being said, I know the irritation I’m feeling is silly. Being here for a week, I have heard the Code Blue’s and the mothers weeping. There is no doubt in my mind that they’d give anything to be still stuck in their child’s hospital room because that would mean their child was alive. And then there is my beautiful little sister, who would give anything for the chance to be a mother for even a moment at all. I guess it’s all about perspective, isn’t it? How incredibly easy it is for us to get caught up in our own pain so deeply that we don’t see someone else’s. Being here has opened my eyes.⁣
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Primary Children’s is full of the most beautiful artwork. This one is my favorite. I keep finding myself going back to it each day. At quick glance it looks like happy kids at play but over the week it has taken on new meaning. I now see people with full hearts, and their own struggles, lifting one another’s burdens. Maybe that little girl just got a terminal diagnosis and her little friend, who once lost his sister to cancer, is making her feel whole for even the briefest of moments? To me this painting speaks of offering a sliver of joy and light, even in the sad places like children’s hospitals and virus quarantines... loving our neighbor. I’m so grateful for the many, many people who have had a hand in lifting my burden this past week. Though still a little heavy, my heart is also full. ❤️

“You work? What do you do?” I’ve been asked

“You work? What do you do?” I’ve been asked that question 3 times in the last week. Once by my grandma, who’s part of the business, which totally cracks me up! Well, I create social media and marketing for both our store and trades software, do odds & ends, run the occasional errand, and once in a blue moon I get to go out on the job and help my brothers when things get hectic. (Those are honestly my favorite days.)⁣
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Working with my family is such a huge blessing. Thanks to the internet & my tech master brother, I am able to work from home most days and be there for my kids when they puke at school or forget their gym shorts. Working with my fam helps me feel connected even though I’m 45 minutes away. It also lets me stretch creatively which is a big bonus.⁣
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As part of my job, I had the opportunity to take photos of our work in a client’s home a while back. I thought it would be fun to share it with you here. This kitchen turned out so fun. The blue island and beveled edge backsplash add so much personality! I love that even though the homeowner hadn’t fully decorated her new house yet, when I walked in I could see a little glimpse of who she is. I think that’s how a home should feel... like an extension of you. I love that we get to help our customers create that feeling in their homes. I don’t get to see the finished result nearly enough, and I felt very honored to get to go back and take some photos. I’d love to do more of that. ⁣
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Anyway, did I clear that question up? Ha! Clear as mud, right? I guess my job doesn’t make much sense to most people. I tried to explain it to grandma but 🤷🏼‍♀️😂 I don’t think my kids could tell you what I really do. I mean, obviously I can’t even tell you. It’s all over the place, kinda like me. #pynefloorcoverings @jpyne84 @onrivet⁣
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Backsplash: DalTile Color Wheel 3x6 in Arctic White with Bevel⁣
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Flooring: Sheoga 4 1/4” Select White Oak with DuraSeal Silvered Gray stain and Satin Max finish

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Got to be honest, you guys. Winter (and motherhood

Got to be honest, you guys. Winter (and motherhood) have been kicking my trash. I’ve been working on this post for over 3 weeks now and finally got it up on the blog today. My best just isn’t measuring up lately. Pretty sure we all have times like that.⁣
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The key is to just keep trying. And a little grapefruit oil helps too. If you want to learn more about how I diffuse essential oils in the shower to help get through sickness and rough days, hop on over to the blog. There is also a little DIY for making shower melts. Sharing a bit in stories too. They won’t cure all your woes but every little bit helps, right? ⁣
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P.S. In case nobody has told you recently, you are one hell of a woman. Chin up. You’re doing so much better than you think. 😘

I believe in the power of prayer. Call it meditati

I believe in the power of prayer. Call it meditation, intention, energy, prayer... whatever name resonates with you, it is powerful. I have seen it work in my life over and over again, in big and small ways. And though sometimes it’s hard to open my heart and be vulnerable, He always accepts my offering. No matter how feeble, no matter how insignificant. He has the power to magnify.

Please join me and many others around the world today in prayer for Australia ❤️

Oh, look! A photo of the elusive bathroom I keep s

Went snowshoeing and found our tree. I kinda like

Went snowshoeing and found our tree. I kinda like that big dude. 🌲

More dead garland for your viewing pleasure. . I d

More dead garland for your viewing pleasure.
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I ditched our big bulky stocking hangers this year and tried some command hooks. Why didn’t I do that forever ago? I mean, duh! It’s so nice not having to worry about felt melting to the wood burning stove. Plus, they look cute so there’s that. The “live” greenery, not so much. Let’s call it dried garland? Parched? Preserved? Dehydrated?🌲

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