This weekend, after canning 17 1/4 litres of tomatoes, I declared this week a farm week. I realised that there was more to do than I could do on the afternoons and evenings and the weekend had already crammed in lard making, gardening, laundry, dog walking, tomato collecting, tomato processing and canning as well as the regular home stuff. Not enough hours in the day about covers it. So instead of fighting it I decided that this week is a…
This week we had the joy of hosting our science club at the farm. We were doing a botany and tincture making day so it was perfect to have people here where there was plenty of room to spread out and plenty of plantain to tincture! The children and parents roamed the fields and woods collecting leaves and flora, with so much space we never felt crowded and we were blessed with the most beautiful mild, sunny September day. The…
My friend asked me yesterday if I still experience the same enjoyment of where we live or if, after waking up here each day for nearly two years, the excitement has worn off a little. I thought about it a lot as I did my morning chores along with the sunrise, marvelling as each new turn brought a fresh view of golden autumn morning. Following Winnie on her early constitutional I was afforded such beautiful moments, glimpses of perfection that…
It’s sort of ironic that labour day is a holiday because around these here parts it meant, well, labour. Yep there’s always lots to do on the farm and with school starting tomorrow there was a flurry of activity. While I could wax lyrical about my homeschool filing system with extra nourishing coloured dividers, I will instead focus on the real hard graft that went on here today. It was a wood fest people, the likes of which our corner…