The Price of History
The picture you’re looking at is the collapsed south facing wall of our big barn’s basement. Part of that pile of rubble has been there since we bought our farm two years ago. Most of that rubble is new, as … Continue reading →
The picture you’re looking at is the collapsed south facing wall of our big barn’s basement. Part of that pile of rubble has been there since we bought our farm two years ago. Most of that rubble is new, as … Continue reading →
Blue is one of my favorite colors, which is why I enjoy winter. There are days ~ crispy cold, still days ~ when the very air is blue. This past winter, we saw far too few of these types of … Continue reading →
Forty-eight hours after Riley arrived, an ice storm hit our area and knocked out our power for two days. No electricity here means lots of additional work for me (not to mention very early bed times!), but for Riley, the … Continue reading →
About a month ago, I walked into the Little Barn on a very blustery winter day. The normal smells, sounds and sights greeted me, but then I looked to my right and saw Steve. He was curled up and very … Continue reading →
“Half of the wood and half of the hay you have to have on Candlemas Day.” Not so long ago, we lived in a small one-floor suburban house that had a tiny wood stove. That wood stove could heat the … Continue reading →
Every morning, I walk out to the Little Barn between 6 and 6:30, just to check on everyone, to say good morning to the day, and to give hungry friends some breakfast. The cats know the routine. The first face … Continue reading →
“When the student is ready, the teacher will appear.” For all of my teaching career ~ which ended recently after 36 years in the classroom ~ I’ve heard some version of this quote in some version of a traditional classroom … Continue reading →
I left the farm mid-morning with one of those long lists of errands that we all end up with every once in a while. Stop here, pick up this, ask about that ~ and because I hate running errands, I … Continue reading →
I remember singing Come, Ye Thankful People, Come in Elementary school every year around Thanksgiving. My favorite part was this line: “ All is safely gathered in, ‘ere the winter storms begin.” I love winter storms ~ the November winds … Continue reading →
“He was trying to find his footing in a world both familiar and foreign.” ~ H.W. Brands As I watched Echo leave the protection of his crate and slowly move into the big world of the Little Barn, I was … Continue reading →