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Take a look back some 17 years and you’d find me raising babies in the woods with no running water. I was a stay-at-home-mom just trying to survive from one day to the next, when my second son came into this world…
When it comes to food, you have the power to affect change whenever you vote with your fork. 3 times a day, every day of every year, we’re influencing the food system─and even the national and global economy─through the simple act of eating.
With my Propagation Room freshly cleaned and retrofitted, I finally sat down to the task of seed-starting last week. Inhaling the musty scent of the germination mix, I poked holes in the soil of each of the 72-cells and proceeded to drop 6 onion seeds into each cell….
With a list of on-going work-in-progress, it’s easy to feel like I haven’t accomplished much since last week, yet I know that’s not true. Anyone who knows me, knows that’s not true, lol. Farming is deceptive at this time of the year…
With the ewe sitting on her rump, her back resting against my son’s legs, I picked the manure from her toes and trimmed each cloven hoof. There are a good many things no one warned me about sheep. Yet, after 5 years I’m starting to figure them out
Rounding out the week with a Miyazaki Marathon on Sunday afternoon, I’m decidedly grateful for having made the most of these last few weeks. The quiet time between the end of one growing season and the start of the next is a much-needed time of rest and reflection.
Let it be known that this was the year I decided if I’m gonna write anyway, I may as well get paid for it. Writing has been pulled from the back-burner to the front, and I’m stoked that things are really heating up in that department. Even with guests to the farmstay…
It’s been a quiet start to 2024. Mostly, the past week has been filled with writing and planning, but also some guests to the farmstay. I’ve even managed a bit of R&R. It’s a shocker, I know, lol…Farmer Sam takes a break!
Glowing embers crackled softly in the fireplace as the last fire of 2023 burned to ashes. The young woman lay camped out on a woolly sheepskin rug before the hearth in the otherwise darkened farmhouse. It was the longest night of the year─the Winter Solstice. For farmers such as she, this was….
