Welcome to the Porch Light Journal, where the Farmhouse stays lit even on messy days. These are small moments from Ambrose Orchards, the kind you might miss if you don’t pause: a warm laugh, a tiny win, the crew doing what they do best. If you needed a gentle place to land, you found it.

February 15, 2026

This morning, Jax decided my keyboard and notebook were forbidden territory and appointed herself Head of Office Security. I set a Winnie the Pooh cloth on the desk like a peaceful little offering… then placed a manila envelope on top of it, because I knew it would offend her soul. She immediately launched a formal protest and tossed the envelope onto the floor. I used the distraction to reclaim my workspace, and honestly, I’m grateful for the laughter, the warmth, and the reminder that the “crew” is always here, keeping me present. 🐾

February 6, 2026

Tonight I learned an important lesson: when my plate is empty, Shadow and Dug take it personally. I had exactly zero leftovers, and they responded like I committed an unspeakable betrayal. Within seconds, they presented their butts at my feet in formal protest, as if the proper way to request food is with maximum rear-end confidence. I laughed so hard I couldn’t even pretend to be stern. Grateful for warm bellies, ridiculous dogs, and the kind of love that shows up even when the snacks don’t. 🐾