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.
The garden is slowly beginning to take shape. Our winter wheat is coming in very nicely, and we even have seed heads forming. The beans have come in quite satisfactory, unlike most of the rest of the seeds we have planted. We have four trellises worth of blue lake, two trellises worth of purple French… Continue reading Wheat and beans
After the devastation caused by the slugs, it was time for a garden day. The soil temperature has been hovering between 65 and 70 degrees, and the volunteer squashes have begun popping up where the chickens missed the seeds over the winter (a sure sign that it is warm enough to germinate most seeds). The… Continue reading A Gardening Kind of Day
For supper today we had country style ribs from our pigs, cooked in our own barbecue sauce (ours, meaning Kathleen made it and canned it, not that we grew it ourselves), with butternut squash and green beans from our garden. Helping herself to some raw garlic (from our garden) which she chewed up and swallowed.… Continue reading Our Food
Little Farm in the Big City 