Author: wildflowerfarm

  • The Importance of Self Care And a Life

    The Importance of Self Care And a Life

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    wildflowerfarm

    Generally I try to stay less focused on politics here on this blog. I do that for many reasons. One being I want it to be a place where all people feel relatively comfortable. Unfortunately, I gotta go there for a minute. It happens every once in a while. Let me start out by saying…

  • Homestead Planning

    Homestead Planning

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    wildflowerfarm

    I suspect, the most important thing I do on my homestead is to plan. Not so much the blue print of the farm, as in where to put what on the land.  I mean, more the cycle of the seasons and of life. What we need when to have what we need. What must be…

  • Resistance Muffins, Just For You! You Know Who You Are.

    Resistance Muffins, Just For You! You Know Who You Are.

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    wildflowerfarm

    Today, I was asked when I posted photos of my breakfast muffins if I shipped to the UK. The answer is unfortunately no. I am a homesteader. I cook mainly for myself and my family. I also have allergies to chemical additives often found acting as preservatives in baked goods. Deadly allergies. So there is…

  • We Were Promised Snow

    We Were Promised Snow

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    wildflowerfarm

    People often assume… That living out where there be dragons on the map, means life is highly uneventful. They ask what do I do with myself all day? Or, do I ever get bored being so far from the bright centers of the universe? The answer is… Boredom is rare. I understand most people need…

  • The Important Things

    The Important Things

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    wildflowerfarm

    The air has had a nasty bitter bite and the wind has lashed all day long, making the sharp, hibernal air feel like a blade scratching the skin. It was actually physically painful to feel the air on your skin today. A truly New England day was on display at it’s best, minus the proper…

  • Home

    Home

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    wildflowerfarm

    This is the road to Wildflower Farm. It is my road home. For how long is anyone’s guess. It has been 11 years thus far. Home, is a strange thing… Never quite what you want it to be or dream of it being. I can imagine 50 acres and a wood burning cook stove… But…

  • New Growth

    New Growth

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    wildflowerfarm

    The wind whipped the trees all day. Reminding me of the colossal power of nature. It forced the trees to bend, and bough. The wind sounded a bit like a train rumbling it was so loud outside. The wind was so enraged that it ripped the pretty decorative Christmas wreathe off the door of the…

  • My Little Archaic Typewriter And Other Subjects

    My Little Archaic Typewriter And Other Subjects

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    wildflowerfarm

    Last night the rain poured down angrily. The down pour left puddles all around the barnyard, the goats are hiding in their house in horror and disgust. Goats, originate in a dry arid place as a species. They are very closely related to sheep. Besides pissing off my dairy goats, the rain created a whole…

  • Hope And Light On A Dark Winter’s Night

    Hope And Light On A Dark Winter’s Night

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    wildflowerfarm

    “May You Never Be Too Grown Up To Search The Skies On Christmas Eve.”-Unknown Over the Christmas holiday, Dr. Farmer Moomin, and I go driving, an exciting event for me as I rarely leave this homestead. Well… He drives since I don’t know how. I sit in the passenger seat being harsh and judgemental of…

  • This Year’s Gingerbread Cookies

    This Year’s Gingerbread Cookies

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    wildflowerfarm

    This seems to be my time to write. My time for me. It is becoming a standard part of my existence. Truth is, I am not a morning person. I know everyone says it is best to write in the morning… But I am dyslexic. Perhaps in relation to when is the best time to…