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.
In case you didn't know, the reason our farm is called "Three Hearts Farm" is because we are under the patronage of the Holy Family. The Three Hearts represent Jesus, Mary and Joseph. There are many reasons that we chose them as our patrons, but the most obvious is that it is fruitful for us… Continue reading Our Holy Family Picture
Exciting times this week! We sold our old much used Chevy Colorado, and bought a newer more gently used Chevy Silverado. The kids were wild with excitement, and have named the truck "Bluey". Because it's blue. It makes an excellent boat, cave, vermin lair, or castle as the need requires. They are currently slaves, plotting… Continue reading Bumping Along
No farmwork last weekend, or very little. Split and stacked some firewood, but other than that, not much. This was because we had school schedules to write. Believe it or not, homeschooling is not (completely) a make it up as we go along type thing. Typically we make it up at least a week or… Continue reading Weekend Stuff.
Tuesday after school we set out for the pasture to mark out the lines where the new fence is going to run. The first step was removing the netting that has been up since early this summer. These longer sections of netting are extremely heavy and awkward to move. I will be so happy when… Continue reading Subdividing the South Pasture: Marking out the lines
Sometimes doing school in the shop is fun. Sometimes it is not. Sometimes, when your sisters get done before you and get to play with the world's greatest toy (the shop vac), it is just downright awful. That's why it is important to have an incentive for a small man to work for. In this… Continue reading The Box
How to conjugate Latin verbshttps://youtu.be/v4FZDS_f5-c How to un conjugate Latin verbshttps://youtu.be/2DzGrJquFtk
The children have been hard at work building a fort in the straw bales under the car port. The farm is a dangerous place. Enemies attack us on a regular basis. Mostly Nazis and vermin hordes. Sometimes a budding young paratrooper can get shot in the ensuing war. She does her own moulage too! When… Continue reading The Fort
Hurray for a new school year! Another trip round the merry-go-round of formal education. School at the farm doesn't actually start at the farm. For those who don't know, we don't actually live at the farm because it doesn't have enough bedrooms for all of us. One of these years we will remodel it, but… Continue reading School at the Farm
We have been gone from the farm for almost two weeks, due to National Guard and a wedding in Tennessee. That's right, all the Kraeger men are married now. No more available in this batch, you'll have to wait until the next batch matures. We returned to a somewhat neglected garden. Some sort of animal… Continue reading Family Garden Day
I am Ellie this is my Blog! Can you read it? I was in my house, and I made an Ellie-crown. I made it out of a stick and flowers. Then I ended up in the middle of the field because I walked to get more daisies. This tree is a walnut that should be… Continue reading Odd Jobs: Fencing
Little Farm in the Big City 