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….
My heart warmed to nature’s calling yesterday, as I went about my morning chores. The familiar honking of Canadian geese, carried on the wind from somewhere unseen up in the sky. A rush of gratitude flooded through me for the returning Spring. The farmhouse is wonderfully warm and cozy during …
With a sadistic mental laugh, I remind myself that I am sinking deeper into stewardship this year with my “Stewardship Initiative”. The icy 17pmh winds tore my breath away, stinging my cheeks as I carried yet another bucket of water out to the sheep. During the recent polar vortex, when …
