Goat’s Milk Soap Bar When we moved here, costs began to mount. More for gas to go do pretty much anything. It was time to get more self sufficient to save some money. I was buying great skin care products that I absolutely loved. (Bless you...
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Wildflower Farm House In The Snow. The dark has fallen some time ago. The night sky looks down at the white earth beneath it. It seems proud of itself somehow for the sheets of snow it let loose earlier. The snow from the first winter storm has...
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Little Stella, being silly. One thing is guaranteed, when you keep goats. They are endlessly searching for a way out of their enclosure. Endlessly putting in a concerted effort to even invent one. Here, they have opened up a hole in the fence...
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The 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...
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The 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...
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The 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...
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A great picture of the newest goat Stella. It’s been one of those days….. My dogs climbing me all day like some sort of woman shaped jungle gym. They step in every tender place and cause pain as they climb and torment me. We refer...
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Finnish Ham My husband and I have very different Christmas traditions because we come from opposite sides of the great Atlantic Pond. As should be wicked clear by now, I am from New England…. My husband, is from loosely five hours into the...
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Finland, where my husband is from, has an unbroken tradition that goes back centuries. Every Christmas Eve, peace is declared. Until then the festivities don’t really happen. First all gather by the tv to watch this all important...
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Wildflower Farmhouse lit up for the holiday! In here, the glow of the wood stove causes a warm almost gooey, cozy feeling. The lights are low and though the night is young, the darkness outside is already deep. Outside, the smell of cold is...
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