Chickies and Rhubarb

This weekend was a busy...busy weekend. It started Thursday afternoon as I frantically raced around the garden and house getting things in order so that I could leave for a weekend at my parents without feeling any anxiety. I thought this process would move along quickly and we would be on the road after lunch.…

Being a Farm Girl is Hard Work

Nearly every morning, after my first cup of coffee is poured, I take it out to the garden and sit on the swinging bench that overlooks the weedy stretch of space we’ve attempted to make our garden this year. And every morning I feel an immense pride for what we are accomplishing. I sit in…