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When the Market Van Overheats (and You End Up H...
Running a homestead and getting to the farmers market each week takes a lot of coordination. Baked goods, packed crates, egg cartons, and a lot of prayer that nothing explodes....
When the Market Van Overheats (and You End Up H...
Running a homestead and getting to the farmers market each week takes a lot of coordination. Baked goods, packed crates, egg cartons, and a lot of prayer that nothing explodes....
Back to School Prep... or Something Like That
Every July I think, This will be the year I’m ahead of the game. The school plans will be done, the kids' clothes sorted, the pencils sharpened, and the first...
Back to School Prep... or Something Like That
Every July I think, This will be the year I’m ahead of the game. The school plans will be done, the kids' clothes sorted, the pencils sharpened, and the first...
Raven and her peeping egg
Well, Mama (Raven) didn’t hatch out any more eggs and eventually left the nest with her two littles. We were hoping for a few more chicks this year, so we...
Raven and her peeping egg
Well, Mama (Raven) didn’t hatch out any more eggs and eventually left the nest with her two littles. We were hoping for a few more chicks this year, so we...
New Chicks on the Homestead!
There’s something magical about hearing the soft peeping of new life from beneath a mama hen. No heat lamps. No brooder boxes. Just instinct, feathers, and a whole lot of...
New Chicks on the Homestead!
There’s something magical about hearing the soft peeping of new life from beneath a mama hen. No heat lamps. No brooder boxes. Just instinct, feathers, and a whole lot of...
Rain on the Homestead
When It Rains for a Week on the Homestead There’s a certain rhythm to homesteading that follows the seasons, but sometimes, that rhythm turns into a soggy shuffle. After nearly...
Rain on the Homestead
When It Rains for a Week on the Homestead There’s a certain rhythm to homesteading that follows the seasons, but sometimes, that rhythm turns into a soggy shuffle. After nearly...
A Midnight Visitor and an Unbelievable Rescue
Just as I was settling into bed last night, an unexpected visitor arrived—a dog, barking and howling in our yard. No matter what we did, he wouldn’t leave. Every couple...
A Midnight Visitor and an Unbelievable Rescue
Just as I was settling into bed last night, an unexpected visitor arrived—a dog, barking and howling in our yard. No matter what we did, he wouldn’t leave. Every couple...