Chicken Yoga

On a not typical day, by 8:30 A.M.

I baked a loaf of bread and started a second one.

I baked a batch of cookie bars.

  I put beans and a ham bone in the crock pot for dinner.

I opened up the farm stand and set up the displays and filled the cooler with eggs.

  I met two customers and did a farm tour with them.

  I fed the dogs and the cats.

I let the chickens out to free range.


I spent a half hour rescuing a rooster that had hanged himself. Continue reading “Chicken Yoga”

flower farming · food · Ramblings · Red Dirt Farmstand

Dirt Dreams and Sweet Potato Hummus

That wind oh my goodness!

  A Nor’Easter blowout for sure.  Thank goodness we didn’t have any snow!

That crazy ole wind blew and the trees swayed and snapped and the power lines went down.

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Cooking · farmhouse renovation · Ramblings

farmhouse kitchen gets a (small) remodel and Rustic Lasagna

An earthquake, which is not typical for our area, rocked our little house a few years ago, weakening our cabinet structure and cracking walls.  Our old roof was leaking and water had seeped into the drywall, causing it to buckle and peel.  The worst part was mold was growing.  Last year when our beautiful new red roof was put on, we realized that the section that was added to the house sometime in the 1960’s really didn’t provide sufficient structure to support the weight of the upper cabinets and all the glassware for the addition that we added 19 years ago.   The cabinets were shifting and we were growing more and more concerned. Continue reading “farmhouse kitchen gets a (small) remodel and Rustic Lasagna”

folklore · Ramblings

clan of the crow

I swallowed a ladybug the other morning.

I guess they aren’t poisonous because I’m still alive.


Let’s run away together for a moment.

Let’s go to a place in our heart where there is goodness and kindness.

 Where there is wellbeing of mind, body and spirit.

A place where we can breathe. Continue reading “clan of the crow”


Fifty Five

Heavy rain.

Grey skies.

All the little kitties and all the little doggies of Red Dirt are tucked into their beds.

I had planned to stop blogging for a bit.  But here I am again.

Rambling about ordinary things.

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chickens · folklore · Ramblings

moon melancholy * aquarius season


A cold wind is blowing.

The treetops are swaying and my breath drifts off in white whispers.

The brown and gray landscaping is starting to take a toll on me.

And then that moon.

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