I’ve gotten teenage chickens! In April four new pullets arrived. It’s pretty darned exciting. Two Easter Eggers, one Buff Orpington, and another Barred Rock. This winter, with six ladies, and all about two years old, I was only averaging about one egg a day. That’s just not enough eggs for us. Sadly we needed to …
Continue reading New Young Ladies on the Homestead – Wait, what? They need a separate home?
In the spirit of growing more food this year, I am adding a new ecosystem to our little homestead. Honey bees. And although I am nervous, I also keep getting more excited about this new adventure. I just started my county’s beginner beekeeping course and I am thrilled. I think this class hit me just …
I’ve never been the biggest sprouts fan. It’s not that I dislike them. Rather I’m mostly indifferent. Garnishes aren't really my thing. I'm more of a fill-me-up kind of gal. But I've recently learned the error of my ways. They are so easy. And remarkably fast to grow. And nutritious for humans. For example, alfalfa …
I’m big on goals. And although January is a great reminder for me to assess my goals, I tend to refine and tinker with them year round. I often find myself considering my goals when I have a few spare minutes but cannot actually work in the yard. Like when I'm sitting at my boys' …
Continue reading My 2019 Homestead Goal: Produce and Eat More Food from the Garden
Years ago I would find myself in a funk after the holidays. By mid-January the malaise would set in. I didn’t really understand why I was sad. Actual life events were usually fine and not much different than before the holidays. I eventually realized that my mild depression was related to the dreary winter landscape, …
Wow. Well fingers crossed, hopefully the third time is the charm for getting our new cold frame up and producing. I have now protected it as well as Fort Knox. I don’t even think that each burglary was committed by the same thief. Before I delve into the robberies though, I want to start with …
I’ve to wanted to grow my own food for ages. Well for a long while, anyway. Truth be told, in grammar school my motto was ‘yard work is the worst work’. Ok, now with that little confession out of the way, I want to be clear, I am obsessed with growing food. And not just …
Upping My Farm Girl 