Saturday morning I thought I’d drop Viv off at ballet, go grocery shopping, and take a few of the younger kiddos to the local Insect Fair where you can eat chocolate-covered crickets and see the model of a giant ant. Somehow, the day veered in a different direction and, instead of the Insect Fair, we welcomed two goats into the … Read More
I was buzzing about my day, accomplishing everything on my extensive to-do list, when one thought changed my life. It happened the day I pulled the car into the garage after grocery shopping – keeping within our budget, mind you – and using a handful of coupons. I had selected the finest fruits and vegetables, bought all-natural snacks, and befriended … Read More
‘Remember Flora, the too-tiny kitty who had to go back home to her mother? Well, she grew and grew, and now she’s back to stay! (In fact, she did stay – INSIDE – one night, accidentally.) She jumps and skips around the jump rope as the girls train her to be a sharp mouser.
When my sister, Erin, was visiting, I was hauling a bucket of tomatoes into the kitchen and she and Viv were returning from the hen house with a basket of eggs, when she said that our lives here on the farm can be summarized by this: “The harvest is plentiful, but the workers are few.” I laughed, because she’s so … Read More
The musicians sang about the Wedding Feast that we will all enjoy when Jesus returns; and, truly, for one full day, we all caught a glimpse of what it will be like. The bride walked down the aisle first and waited… and then her groom, so long awaited, walked in, surrounded by his friends. When their eyes met, everyone remembered, … Read More
I love living on a farm. I love when we all pile into the truck, and the static-filled radio plays nice and loud. I lurch us along as Ryan rakes and piles the grass to mulch the garden. I feel like a real farmer’s wife: you know, the one who cooks the dinner and cares for the young ‘uns. The … Read More
A fur-lined cape to visit the chickens after dinner on a Monday evening. I told you she was the fanciest farm-girl I ever saw.
This morning when I opened the barn to let the chickens out, the sunlight streamed in through the doorway and must have hit the rooster in just the right way. As if taken over by a force larger than himself, he crowed for the first time in his life. He was shocked. The hens were shocked. I’ll never forget how … Read More
What gave us the advantage in our race against nature to the next red, ripe strawberry? Was it the netting, the slug traps, or the spooky owl that we set in the garden? Who cares! We won! This is my portion of our first-fruits.