Last canning of the season… Posted with Blogsy
Bedtime
To keep them safe from predators, the turkeys must be herded into their huts at the end of every day. By helping, I keep hoping Saoirse and Ula will develop an appreciation for what I have to go through with them each night. So far, no luck. Posted with Blogsy
Making Friends With Death
I can’t be the only mother who secretly detests Halloween. I hate the costume planning that inserts itself into a busy harvest season, requiring either absurd amounts of money or the investment of astronomical commitments of time at a sewing machine for one evening of candy-drugged over-stimulation. It inevitably results in crazed children raging […]
Gifts from Pomona, Goddess of the Orchard
Waited til we’d had a couple frosts and a few snows before taking these. Amazing flavor! Posted with Blogsy
My Wish For Halloween and Samhain
May you remember the ancestors who made you, And the lives that have sustained you. May you revel in your harvest, And find abundance at your table. May you face the fears that are before you, Laugh in merriment, And love and honor the death that is the other half of life. Posted […]
Time To Get Back To Blogging
It would appear some of my readers have been missing me…. Posted with Blogsy
Leaving Behind My Pumpkins
Okay folks, I need to travel for a few days to do some lecturing, then work in some make up family time, do some home school field trips and work on a couple manuscripts sitting on my desk. I’ll be taking a short break from the blog,and hope to be back some time around […]
Breathless
The key to enjoying a life like this is just that: enjoy it. It may be 6 pm and we are faced with 33 more things on our to-do list before we can fall into our beds. But then, as we are outside, herding, scrambling, shuffling, loading, moving and scurrying, we are suddenly struck with […]
Closing Up For the Season
The meat chickens have all been processed, the pigs have gone to slaughter, and our little farm valley is quiet, save for the echoes of the turkey calls, and the occassional bleat of a ewe (the cattle are generally pretty quiet). Our final farmers’ market took place this weekend, and we have been slowly cleaning […]
A Green Tea Take on Obama Care
I was sixteen when my mom figured out that one of her friends was being abused by her husband. Mom did what she could. She tried to talk to her friend. She got her phone numbers for shelters and domestic violence hotlines. She proposed escape plans. And then, one night, we received […]
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