Just sitting here after the rain… Alone, with the smell of apples, molasses, maple sugar, and cinnamon, wafting through the house, getting caught in the air bubbles of the old…
Quarantine road runs long as does the road from the public street all the way to the old farm house. Still, we are stuck here. Prisoners of a contagion we…
Some pretty goes a long way when it has been too much gray and quarantine… Yesterday, I went out in the sunshine, hung out with the dog, and collected violets…
Yesterday, we had sunshine…. Yesterday the sky was blue and I watched a pair of randy robins for some time out by the edge of my woods… Today, the weather…
I feel a sense of pride. Tonight Dr. Farmer Moomin, and I taught ourselves to can. We explored our new water canner with some bought apples. I am grateful to…
Quarantine continues here in Boston. Each day, the air gets cleaner. We have had weird weather freak snow storms…. At one point we lost power due to weather. But today,…
Trapped like the rest of you due to the situation with the Corona Virus, I have become trail cook so to speak. We homestead folk, like the rest of you…
Welcome to 2020 Wildflower Farm Lock Down! I wish I were kidding. But we are going to extremes right now to have little to no contact with the world. We…
