Homesteading has become quite the trend. I think that's a good thing, which is a good thing in and of itself because we like to call ourselves homesteaders. That word has kind of a romantic feel to it. Kind of retro without being quaint. Rustic, even, like a splintery board from yesteryear. But I digress.... Continue Reading →
You might be saying to yourself, I have no interest in pigs. I don't have room for them. I don't know anything about them. I don't WANT to know anything about them. I get it. Not too long ago, I was at least in the neighborhood of this kind of thinking. Give me cows. Give... Continue Reading →
Here we are once again, at the birth another new year. The older I get, the quicker the years seems to pass. On more than one occasion last year, I had to double check the calendar because it sure felt like we had just started into 2018 not that long ago. But alas, we've now... Continue Reading →
Let's be real for a few moments. Can we? Because I'm going to come clean on something. When we brought the pigs home last May, I had good intentions on creating a separate space for Churchill, our boar. Because one boar with four gilts will eventually lead to...well, you know. But those good intentions are... Continue Reading →
I've been thinking a lot about goals lately. I always get a little anxious this time of year. Winter provides a little break for us, since the ground is frozen and our outside activities are limited to caring for the animals. But its a bittersweet kinda break because winter is my least favorite season. So... Continue Reading →
I seem to always have my mind on spring. It doesn't matter if it's in the middle of winter, or at the end of summer. The next spring planting is never far from my thoughts. I love every minute of the researching, planning and organizing that goes into our garden pre-work each year. Plotting out... Continue Reading →
When I initially came across the property that would eventually be ours, it wasn't the house or the 12 acres of land that caught my attention. It was the old brick barn that boldly stood among the overgrown mulberry and ash trees. It's roof was pocked with holes, like an old cannon riddled ship after... Continue Reading →
You know what goes well with cinnamon raisin bread? Coffee. That's right. And butter. A big slab of it, melting down into every crack and cranny. Mmmmm... Cinnamon raisin bread is so good. But I'm sure I don't have to tell you that. You already know. But out of the millions of recipes out there... Continue Reading →
There are seasons and cycles on the farm. A rhythm and a flow to this life. But the one thing that permeates everything is busyness. We are always busy. Because there is always something to do. And if I'm honest, most of the time it feels like if we take a few moments to rest... Continue Reading →
I think bread can be beautiful. I am fascinated by the connection food has in our lives. How it connects us with the land, with each other, and how all of it makes us feel. It's almost like there was design in this, like this was part of the plan. It's almost as if food... Continue Reading →