đ¸ Whispers & Wildflowers: Musings from the Wellspring
Stories, skills, and slow living from a faith-rooted homestead
Welcome to my little corner of the wild and the well-rooted. This is where I share whatâs blooming, whatâs brewing, and whatâs being stitched together by hand and heart. From herbal remedies to homeschooling, ducks to devotions, youâll find simple skills, heartfelt stories, and old-fashioned wisdom for a slower, more intentional life.
Here at Wellspring & Wild, itâs not about having it all togetherâitâs about coming back to what matters. Faith. Family. The garden gate. The quiet work of hands in motion and hearts at rest.
So pour a cup of something cozy, kick your shoes off at the back door, and stay awhile. Thereâs plenty of good stuff growing here.
â Amanda at Wellspring & Wild
What You’ll Find Here:
- Homesteading How-Tos â gardening tips, animal care, preserving harvests
- Handmade Living â crochet patterns, felted wool projects, upcycled crafts
- Herbal Remedies & Foraging â old-school medicine with modern heart
- Faith & Family â encouragement, devotions, and real talk from a mama of eight
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An Unexpected Morning Harvest: Yarrow, Echinacea, and Red Clover
Sometimes the harvest calls to youâwhether youâre ready for it or not. This morning, I was just going about my usual routine. Letting the ducklings out of their coop and refilling their water. Then the yarrow caught my eye. It looked especially radiant in the morning light, its tiny white blooms standing tall and full.
A Most Curious Find: The Ant with a Trophy
Some days on the homestead offer up a little mystery with your choresâand today was one of those days. Credit goes to our 17-year-old son, David, for spotting this unusual find. He was heading to refill the water for the rabbit colony. That was when he spotted something strange crawling along the metal rim of the water pan. At first glance, it looked like any other carpenter ant. But a closer look revealed a bizarre sight: this ant was carrying the decapitated head of another ant. But it wasnât just balancing the head. The dead antâs mandibles were clamped down tightâright around the live antâs antenna. Whether it was the result of a fight, a freak accident, or something more territorial, we donât know. But the live ant seemed entirely unbothered. She continued on with her unexpected headgear. The decapitated ant head bobbed along with every step. Nature doesnât often hand you something so strange and fascinating. Weâre glad David was in the right place at the right time. We captured several close-up shots of the event. Click through below if you want to see the full set. đ A Closer Look: What Happened Here? The ant in our photo is a Carpenter Ant (Camponotus species), known for their size, strength, and territorial nature. The head attached to its antenna probably came from a smaller rival species, and what looks bizarre to us may have been a routine colony skirmish.Whatâs truly fascinating is that the dead antâs mandibles are still locked onto the antenna. This happens because ant jaw muscles can remain clamped even after deathâa bit of natural engineering that helps them defend themselves to the very end.Itâs a rare and wild thing to witness up close, and a great reminder that even the smallest creatures are locked in battles we rarely see.đ Learn more about Carpenter Ant behavior from the National Park Services. âBut ask the beasts, and they will teach you; the birds of the heavens, and they will tell you; or the bushes of the earth, and they will teach you; and the fish of the sea will declare to you. Who among all these does not know that the hand of the Lord has done this? In his hand is the life of every living thing and the breath of all mankind.â -Job 12:7-10 (ESV)
Honoring the Life of our Beloved Cat, Lamby
Not Every Day Is a Good Day on the Homestead Life on the homestead is full of beauty, but itâs not without heartache. Some days are filled with harvests and hatching and hope. Others bring lossâand today was one of those days. Today we said goodbye to our sweet cat, Lamby. We brought Lamby home almost five years ago. He was just a tiny kitten alongside his mama, Kacie, and his two brothers, Jake and JJ. From the beginning, he was gentle and affectionateâthe kind of cat who made you feel lucky to know him. Last year we lost our beloved Shade as well as Kacie. ow, grieving Lambyâs passing feels like turning the page on a chapter we werenât ready to close. As homesteaders, we know raising animals means we will sometimes grieve. Itâs a reality no one really gets used to, no matter how often it happens. But while some passings are quiet and expected, others leave a deeper ache. Lambyâs loss is one of the harder ones. He was more than just a catâhe was a part of the rhythm here. He was a soft pawprint on our daily lives. Weâll miss the way he curled up in odd corners. The calm presence he brought to even the busiest days. And the gentle nuzzles that reminded us to slow down and just be. Heartbreak and gratitude mingle in moments like this. We may be grieving, but weâre thankful. Thankful for the years we had, for the memories we carry, and for the love shared in between. Rest well, Lamby. You were deeply loved.