They will rebuild the ruined cities and live in them. They will plant vineyards and drink their wine; they will make gardens and eat their fruit.
Getting ready to go to the farm on Tuesday Morning. Seppi picked out his farming outfit with care. Hat to keep the sun off. 'Spenders to keep his shorts up. Boots to keep his feet from getting poked. And a bag of books, because we had to go to take the older girls to violin,… Continue reading Helping out
Forgot to post these a few weeks back. I should really try to get out to the back of the field to see how she's doing. Looking a little droopy after we watered her in, but hopefull she's looking up now. Jerusalem artichoke is a perennial tuber which produces roots high in a form of… Continue reading Jerusha the Jerusalem Artichoke
And that one, And that one, And that other one. We didn’t intend to let this quince tree fruit this year, as it is still quite young. After the blossoms started to wilt, I pinched them all off. Or thought I did. Apparently, I missed four of them. So it looks like we will be… Continue reading Well, I missed that one…
Others… Not so much. At 96° today at the farm, pretty warm for this neck of the woods. Daddy insists that it is not that hot, compared to other places he has lived and worked, but for those unaccustomed, it’s pretty doggone warm. That’s why we got to the farm bright and early this morning,… Continue reading Some like it hot
No National Guard this month, so we had a rare opportunity to go to First Saturday Mass together as a family. Coming home, daddy made some breakfast for himself, Was he allowed to eat it by himself? Absolutely not. Deedee and Papa came by to borrow some tools that Papa had loaned us, Seppi immediately… Continue reading That’s One Way of Doing it
It has been a busy week or two since coming back from National Guard. Busy in good ways, but not necessarily on the farm. Not, at any rate, projects that make good blog posts. A lot of our spare time has been spent doing things as a family as much as possible. But, looking through… Continue reading Catch Up Post
Last week we worked on harvesting our latest round of worm castings. Part of that process is filling our new bin with worms and fresh worm food. This time we pulled the ashes and charred wood out of the fire pit to be part of the next batch of worm composting. This is referred to… Continue reading Back to the Worms
Sometimes means working while others rest. Prepping next year’s raspberry bed. Like a man.
When it does, it's usually not mine. Moving the steers and sheep on Saturday morning I was struck by the how much grass they left standing. It seemed that we should be following them with some other critter that not only ate the grass but also crushed it, rolled it, and squished it into the… Continue reading Love it when a plan comes together…
Considerably more than tins, a bag to feed them, but, if they all survived to adulthood, we should be able to turn a profit on their meat. Early morning, breakfast picnic on the back of the truck. We replaced the old wooden feed trough at the chicken coop, because it was too small for the… Continue reading Meat the Birds!
Little Farm in the Big City 