We should have little moon chicks running amuck, in about two weeks.
We should have little moon chicks running amuck, in about two weeks.
So, I was going to write a post this week about Lucky ducky. Many of you have joined along on my journey to care for this little creature; I wanted to share what was next for him. But, I can’t now. I try but it catches in my throat.
Food and dirty dishes. Cooking, eating, growing my own herbs these passions collide into a beautiful thing. When there is a dishwasher in the house. We have been without a dishwasher for almost a year. It was broken beyond repair, and the funds weren’t there to replace it and or there were other financial …
Few sounds evoke that old country farm-house nostalgia as hearing rain on an old tin roof.
As I walk around my property, every tree stump, dark shadow on the edge of the woods, is a disguised bear waiting to jump out and grab me and drag me away to their hidden den. I’ll never be seen again.
Why is there a peacock in my living room? We have so many projects going at once. We start one, then something comes up and we stop what we are working on and move on to something else. Please tell me we aren’t the only ones with too many irons in the fire?
These days of spring bring about the season of renewal and growth. Front porch sitting again.
Ramblings from a small farmhouse. Our neck of the woods dodged a bullet with the blizzard that passed through the beginning of the week. We had a coating of ice, which thankfully melted quickly with the return of the sun. It was beautiful, all glistening and sparkly in the sun. Really, I can’t complain about …
I run a small – very small honor system farm stand at the edge of our farm. I sell fresh eggs from our chickens and cottage style flowers I grow in our gardens. Sometimes I sell my handmade items too. This year I hope to expand the offerings.
