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Tell me, what is it you plan to do With your one wild and precious life?                            --Mary Oliver, "The Summer D...

Things have gone a little quiet here on the blog lately, but that doesn't mean the farm has been quiet. We've been settling into ano...

Though I do not believe that a plant will spring up where no  seed has been, I have great faith in a seed. Convince me that  you have a...

On Sunday, after the first frosts had come, after the potato leaves withered in the biting cold, after the stalks surrendered and fell on th...

Late this afternoon, as the sun sat just above the horizon and cast a golden glow over the farm, Turfman and I took part in what has become ...

This is just one of those brief weekday posts to send all of you a little bit of cheer. I have been falling in love with my hens, and s...

I got a late start on the fall vegetable garden this year. I blame the chickens for that. Of course, I was the one who decided to get chicke...