It’s pretty darn cool to look out your window and see grass-powered mowers on the front lawn─or maybe that’s just…
Sore and sunburnt, I stopped at the back of the field to survey the fence-line. Pride and gratitude swelled within…
Gratitude for random acts of kindness swelled within me as I sat scribbling by candlelight in the wee-hours of the…
With the ewe sitting on her rump, her back resting against my son’s legs, I picked the manure from her…
My heart warmed to nature's calling yesterday, as I went about my morning chores. The familiar honking of Canadian geese,…
With a sadistic mental laugh, I remind myself that I am sinking deeper into stewardship this year with my "Stewardship…
There are a number of frequently asked questions about Runamuk's CSA program, which this farmer is always fielding. With our…
Welcome December. The days have become frigid, the nights downright bitter, as we descend into the darkest days of the…
Heaving a sigh of relief, this farmer stood outside watching snowflakes as they cascaded from the heavens above. Winter preparations…
I often find love notes in the cash box here at Runamuk Acres, and it never fails to make my…