People either swear by their bread machine, or wouldn’t be caught dead with one in their kitchen. I know and love some in each camp. Myself, I’m a convert. I grew up in a house where everything was made from scratch. In fact, we didn’t […]
Gardening (and living) between the stumps. Anything is possible.
We topped the garden beds with composted manure today. The chickens were there in an instant, scratching and slurping bugs and grubs. We’d heard the term chicken tractors; indeed, these girls are tilling the soil for us. Our hens play an important part in the […]
It’s an annual event here: the first spring visit by a black bear in the backyard signals the end of bird feeding season. He/she inevitably gets into mischief and causes a little inconvenience–after all, someone has to retrieve the trash barrels from the woods, or […]
Fifteen hens share a spacious and secure nighttime home, plus the run of the place whenever there’s someone home to keep watch. Foxes, coyotes, and the occasional bobcat make their appearance in our wooded setting, more so when there tempting morsels like birdseed or free […]
Today was the last day of boiling for the year at my father’s sugar camp. Maple syrup is a precious commodity, and it’s easy to see why when you take part in the process. My boys and I joined my father for the day. It’s […]
Well, it’s been raining for a solid week now. That is, except for a brief break last night–when it snowed. Yes, snow Memorial Day weekend. There was an inch of white on the ground this morning. I found myself feeling glad I hadn’t had the […]
If you think cows are nothing but big, slow animals with no sense of adventure, you may never have seen cows in springtime. It’s true, most of the time cows don’t show a lot of spirit. Docile and good-natured, they usually seem content as long […]