Sometimes love just isn’t enough, is it? Last week found us teary-eyed and bereft as we drove clear across the state and broke up with our dog. Oh, Olive. It was alarming and then heartbreaking to realize the relationship between her and the family was not a healthy one, but when the realization hit, it rang with such truth that
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Hey local folks! Two exciting chicken announcements have been in the works for the last several weeks and I’m excited to make them both public today. Five Green Acres Pastured Chicken is now available for pre-order! Harvest Day is Sunday, June 2 – plan to pick up your pre-ordered birds or cuts and join us in the Harvest Potluck Celebration.
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Just this morning I learned of the tragic death of Kathreen Ricketson and her partner Rob while on their year-long family sabbatical in Australia. Kathreen was, among so many things, the creator of the WhipUp site that I had the privilege of contributing to in April. My heart breaks for their children. It comes as no surprise, though, that the
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Let the records show that Isadora has started her first business, an egg business. Given her penchant lately for all things “club” and paying homage to the “Lovely Ladies” moniker she bestowed upon the flock 5 1/2 years ago, we’ve decided to call it The Lovely Ladies’ Egg Club. It’s a chance for her to have some honest responsibility, with
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“What a remarkable way for this land to provide,” Andrew exclaimed after returning with a limit of trout caught the morning of the season’s opener. Accompanied by his eager apprentices, he won us a trout dinner in less than a half hour. Remarkable, indeed. We are so grateful to this land and to the vibrant brown trout who we count
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With the help of my two Trusty Transplanters, we began filling the greenhouse shelves with the sprouts that had outgrown their humble beginning under my bathroom lights. I may have jumped the gun on moving the teeny-tiny tomato starts – I think many of them were not quite strong enough to weather the shock of transplanting – they now lay
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In a much-anticipated move, the sheep were reunited with the pasture this Saturday. And the whole crowd cheered.
On Friday night we huffed and we puffed and we brought home our piano. Our living room is complete; I smile each and every time I walk through the room, still shocked to have realized this lifelong desire. We have a piano. No, none of us play. Officially. But it’s getting plenty of play time, even out of tune as
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4 Weeks Old and ready for some pasture To get them there we must 1. Repair the newer Salatin-style pen and 2. Rehab the older, snow-damaged one into a portable shelter on wheels. We’d better get after it then. Put yer gloves on and come on out.
One morning last week I was invited out of bed by the promise of a couple of turks singing on the kitchen table. I bolted out of bed – wouldn’t you? With coffee in hand, I sat in the kitchen rocker and marveled at the lilting tones of the newly-hatched turkey poults in the incubator that sat prominently on our
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