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.
Another project we have moved forward (ever so slightly), is our orchard. As I mentioned in a previous post, our orchard is not so much a discrete area of the farm separated from other areas, as it is the total of perennial fruiting plants we have scattered about the place. We have the apples, pears,… Continue reading Strawberry Trees and Lingonberries
It was actually sunny outside yesterday, for part of the day. Daddy and the kids continued working on the garden gate/fence project. Of course this involved digging. Lots of digging. This took us through the coolest part of the morning, and by the time the air temperature was above 40 degrees we were ready to… Continue reading Dog by the Garden Gate
We have been having issues with the dog lately, running back into the berry patch behind the garden. He likes to run back and forth along the fence separating the berry patch from the old orchard, barking his head off at the pigs and the geese, trampling the goumi berries and disturbing the mother goose… Continue reading Down by the Garden Gate.
By an unusual and not altogether pleasant turn of events (Mommy got sick and had to stay home from work) we got two extra family days this week. Daddy and Seppi and Ellie took a few hours in the afternoon to get some plumbing done. First, of course, a trip to the hardware store to… Continue reading Plumbing the pasture water line: Day 1
When you want to have a date night every month, but you have a refrigerator full of leeks that are going to go bad... Watch "The Chosen" and pressure can leek and potato soup (45 minute processing time, 45 minute episodes.) You're welcome!
Mommy has strep throat, so Daddy took the older three kids to the farm to give her time to recuperate. While there we worked on burying the first run of PEX pipe. Now, the trick to burying pipe for longevity is to make sure that there are no rocks next to the pipe. With movement… Continue reading Let’s play a game…
They puff up and hiss through the fence,Their favorite form of defence.Thank your stars, Mama Goose,That the dog can't get loose,Or this rhyme would get way too intense! That's right. Our one remaining female goose has (apparently) choses a mate and is now trying to sit on a clutch of eggs. She does still seem… Continue reading Mother Goose
Our friends Alex and Emma gave us these. Beautiful additions to the farm kitchen.
You know, some cultures believe that a child will grow up to take on the qualities of the name that he has been given. In my Dad's case this was eminently true. I don't know very many people who have... Dug.. More dirt than he has? ;-D There's a reason no one ever called him… Continue reading Phase 1 complete: The Digging is Dug
Monday and Tuesday of this week we only got about an hour each day to do any farm work, between weather and school, inside chores and runny noses. We used that brief time to get caught up on some tasks that needed doing in the orchard. The orchard, by the way, is not a separate… Continue reading Orchard work
Little Farm in the Big City 