Author: wildflowerfarm

  • I’m comin’ out! I want the world to know!

    I’m comin’ out! I want the world to know!

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    wildflowerfarm

    William Wallace, busted free of it’s egg at about 6 pm this evening, eastern time. He arrived a day or so earlier than expected. While he has achieved freedom from his egg, it will be a bit before he secures actual freedom. For the time being he remains tightly imprisoned within his incubator. He has…

  • Gratitude matters

    Gratitude matters

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    wildflowerfarm

  • Update From The Nightclub

    Update From The Nightclub

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    wildflowerfarm

    The Night Club, is warm and bright. The blue sky is a shining cerulean jewel,  it’s luscious brightness spills over everything. It fills every fiber of my being. I feel as if I must be glowing with the same light as it is, or like any moment the slight wind will lift me into the…

  • The Word For Woman Is Wildnerness by Abi Andrews

    The Word For Woman Is Wildnerness by Abi Andrews

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    wildflowerfarm

    Sitting here, in my sun drenched living room on the comfort of a sofa beside Pikku, I realize I am a million miles and 300 leagues from where I was supposed to go in life. The path was all laid out. Possibly before my parents were even born. But I have never been much good…

  • The Accumulated Farm Wealth

    The Accumulated Farm Wealth

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    wildflowerfarm

    The sky is a beautiful shade of blue today. Held up on the skeletal arms of our woods. The ground is still barren, as if winter were still hanging on. Clinging to the earth for dear life. New England spring is a phenomenon to experience. The wind carries something sparkly this time of year. An…

  • The Story of Fingerless Mittens, a Tale Of A Homestead Craft

    The Story of Fingerless Mittens, a Tale Of A Homestead Craft

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    wildflowerfarm

    I suppose I should start this post with five important things you should know. 1. It is extremely hard to both use your hands to model mittens while simultaneously photographing them. 2. These mittens are hand made from the yarn up. I am afraid spinning is a practice I am still working at. I am…

  • Hope In The Greenhouse

    Hope In The Greenhouse

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    wildflowerfarm

    The future of our lives and of our world is what we plant right now. Starting a garden is always an act of hope, and of defiance. Hope of a brighter day, defiance against the wilderness, or surrounding concrete, defiance against, a climate that more and more is trying to take us out. A garden…

  • The List

    The List

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    wildflowerfarm

    Every 6 months to a year, the book club I organize meets, not for a movie night. Not for a discussion of a shared book experience. Nonono. We meet, to argue the merits of what we will be reading next.

  • Running Late

    Running Late

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    wildflowerfarm

    It was not warm today. It was warmer than it has been of late. It was wet, the fog, the pride of New England, rising off the gradually fading snow I was treasuring like precious pearls strewn on the ground. The last few years have been snowless. One overly warm winter,  divested us of our…

  • Homegoing by Yaa Gyasi

    Homegoing by Yaa Gyasi

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    wildflowerfarm

    The book club just finished Homegoing by Yaa Gyasi. It was absolutely brilliant. It was exactly what the world needs in this moment. Exactly what we all need in this moment. Yaa Gyasi, invested insane amounts of time in the research of this book. Not reading it is an actual insult to the labor she…