A perfect image for Cold Comfort Farm, taken here at Wildflower. This month we read Cold Comfort Farm By Stella Gibbons, was this month’s book. We needed something a bit lighter in subject matter. I thought a spoof on the D.H. Lawrence...
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Christmas At Wildflower Farm. November 26th 8 pm Nightmare Before...
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Chocolate Cinnamon Buns, still need to add glaze on top. Today was a day of ruined plans… It began last night with my cast iron frying pan. Dr. Farmer Moomin, used it to produce a lovely dinner. He knows that is my go to pot. I use it for...
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Wildflower Triple Vanilla cookies Our most recent set of guests have left us… And we will miss them. They were so interesting to talk to. I wish they had stuck around longer. I would have loved to learn a bit about art history. But that is...
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The work of Nakke The last week or so I have been listening to tapping coming from inside the walls or outside the house. I wasn’t sure what I was hearing. I thought it could be mice, my husband, Dr. Farmer Moomin, was convinced we had bats...
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Apple Pie Winter’s Holly King, can be felt now in the air… The days grow shorter with each passing day. The sky is already dark. A chill is entering the now beautiful, comfortable air outside. The trees too are preparing to sleep...
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Molasses cookies for book club, to commemorate The Great Molasses Flood of Boston’s North End. I made molasses cookies for the Book Club, on this most recent past Sunday. I thought it would be funny sitting only about an hour to an hour and...
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Molasses Cookies The book club met yesterday. We had an unbelievably fabulous time as usual. I made these cookies to celebrate an event in Boston’s history that also played a roll in the book that we just finished. You should have smelled...
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One of my five favorite people. I thought I would introduce Mr. Pete today… He is a Canadian, with warm blood. Pete, sometimes known as PPP, (Perfect Prince Pete,) is very very tall. He is 16.3 hands high. He is not some little pony. He is...
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Bottling fresh body moisturizing cream. Autumn is coming quickly, I can see it everywhere now. it is possible to breathe it right in outside. The local orchards spread the apple scent all over town as the air cools from the mucky sludge it has...
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Fog The house of Sand and Fog, was our subject at yesterday’s book club gathering. One thing I find interesting about fog, is that it doesn’t just exist hanging over the ocean. You can find it right here at Wildflower Farm. Because...
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Headed For The Oven. I don’t keep a diary. I keep a homesteading grimoire, and this little blog is it. I keep it for myself more than for anyone else. To chronicle my adventures in homesteading. I homestead because I love this way of life...
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