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Read moreTraditional Old Fashioned Homestead Muffins, Wildflower Style! 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 are trying as hard as we can not...
Read moreSoft, Chewey, Chocolate Chip Cookies. 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 have it to a science where we leave every second week...
Read moreThe mist has once again come to visit, it is playing in the forest with the trees. It rolled in with the wet and cold as if it were a team of wild horses dragging the mist with them rather than a cart. The smell of cold wind and wet surround me...
Read moreThe mist is thick, as we are not an intervale farm, sitting up high on ridge in the foot hills not far from Wachusett Mountain. We sit surrounded today in a thick dark sea of new England fog, rising off the icy snow that fell and iced over...
Read moreOne of the most important parts of farming and homesteading is organization. This pot rack ran us $110. It’s a bit of a DIY. These three wooden bars are antique horse yolks. We hung them on the wall then just popped ’em full of hooks. Now we...
Read moreThe hearth of the home is a special place. Especially here. The whole house revolves around the hearth. That is simply the lay out. I enjoy sitting near the fire with a nice knitting project, or on occasion working the spinning wheel even if...
Read moreThe darkness of the night rides on the back of the New England mist, as it rolls in as a thick veil of fog. I can smell the cold rain that will soon fall from the darkened sky. But I am cozy inside. New England, gets inside of you. If you...
Read moreHomemade vanilla extract It is a lovely day here at Wildflower, the weather is nice not too cold, we have wispy clouds, and sunshine, and it feels like early spring. Inside, I am wasting time and doing just the usual up keep. I have a roast...
Read moreChristmas Tree Ornaments. It’s perhaps my least favorite day of the year. Outside I smell rain slicked ice and the damp NE cold. Inside I smell a that nice wood stove cozy smell. It is that sad day of the year, when Christmas, gets boxed...
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