Yesterday, we got our first batch of chicks for this year. Scott brought one in to sit on Bean’s shoulder, with the resulting overload of cute! And our goat, Madrone, our very first goat –...
For the last week, I’ve been mulling over the reckless idea of a Singleness of Purpose. It floors me, the thought. I’ve been wondering about it almost nonstop – as if the quest for a...
This weekend, in fairly typical fashion, Ben created about a bazillion new paper-craft projects. His imagination never stops. I spoke to Bean about doing a project with him every day when he gets home...
It has snowed a whole bunch in our area. (I am so cheating with this photo. It’s from a photo site and not one I took of our current storm.) Our snow is bad, but not this bad. It’s packed,...
As I worked in the kitchen this morning, I was thinking about the Independence we sought as a family regarding a food supply. It has been almost a year and a half since we bought any bread. Scott was ...
“Not Cool, Robert Frost!” It has been all the rage on the internet, at Ted Talks, on the Late Night Circuit – all over the place. If you have not yet seen The Pep Talk, by Kid Presid...
Yesterday, Bean got a chance to ride around the back field (under supervision from dad) on the back of our pig, Lily. The kids know not to go in the back field unless Scott is with them. Pigs can be c...
Suddenly, I’m not tired anymore. My last day at my job was a week and a half ago and I’ve been sick, and voiceless ever since my first day home. That was not the entrance into this new lif...
Never before have I been so turned upside down by setting the clocks ahead one hour. On Sunday morning, my iPhone alarm went off at 4:15, as usual. The rest of the clocks still said 3:15 am – wh...
It turns out, our goats are not pregnant. Yes. We are beginners, and we thought they were, and didn’t really know what to look for, and were confused by how not fat they were. Birthing time came...
The animals have a large area to roam, but they really like to be walked by one of us. Here, Benjamin is walking the pigs and the goats. In the first picture, SweePea is getting really close to Ben, h...
That is Madrone (or Mama), one of our goats due to deliver any day, being super curious. These are not the clearest pictures, because those babies won’t stay still. But this shows how tiny they ...
We have new baby goats, picked up today from our Goat Mentor, Sue. The babies like their new home and are dancing around. Our pregnant goats are all curious and crazy over them. This should be fun!...
Scott just loves this picture of a proud, happy, baby pig sunning himself in the mud!...
In summertime, we will once again have eggs for sale. Our Chickens are not producing a lot of eggs this time of year. This just cracks me up....
This is our Benjamin. At eight-years old, he has become the Chicken Charmer. Every single one of our chickens will let him hold them. Sometimes, he swears, they snuggle. Ben and Bean with Cousin Olivi...
Our animals are so happy. Scott takes such good care of them. He takes them for walks every day....
I It’s crazy – the bunny is so blazing white, that he’s hard to see. That is our little Bean keeping the Bunny company while everyone else was chopping wood. The mural was done by Be...
It was so much fun to bring all the pigs home, SweePea and her whole litter. They are adorable running around out back field....
Trying to build a barn extension for the goat babies that will be here any day, is like trying to do a building project with a toddler as a helper. They are all over everything....
The pigs were born on Election Day 2012. Scott got to race out to Sue’s farm to help deliver the babies....
This was in April of 2012. We would spend most of the summer waiting to get everything in order to bring her to our farm. But we knew right away that she needed to be with us!...
One of the things I love about the end of one year and the beginning of another, is looking over what we accomplished and setting our sights on new goals. This year was a bit of a highlight because I ...
There are more tragedies in the world than I can fathom. The truth is, our world is so connected, we cannot help but know devastating details of incidents that happen across vast distances. Which is w...
My husband had our 8-year old helping make breakfast for our Big Country Breakfast on Sunday. It was homemade biscuits with homemade gravy and scrambled eggs from our chickens. Ben was cracking the eg...
