Isaac French

It felt so good. Pulled me back more than twenty years. I remember as a kid walking next door to my grandma Jan’s little house, where she taught all of…

I need to confess something. And I don’t say that lightly. It’s a real problem, and I want to talk about it. Ever since I “graduated” from physical labor a…

Thanksgiving has always been my favorite holiday. There’s just something about that Thursday in late November that always warms my heart and memory like nothing else quite does. It falls…

Next door sat a hundred-year-old farmhouse, “updated” in the ‘60s or ‘70s. But after stripping all that obnoxious faux paneling and vinyl siding, we found another gem beneath. My brothers…

This past week I was poignantly reminded of why I’m on social media in the first place. You put a signal out there through the things you share. Then you…

The point was learning to love the process. I think it was my mom’s idea, but once I got “forced in,” I was all in. I wanted to be a…

As I sat there, I realized the concept of a good sunroom checks all the boxes for me – the things I can’t stop talking about: a small, manageable space…