'Evening Ladies.Whew. What a month. No, I haven't bailed on my wellness series (they will resume again asap) but I have been REALLY sick for the better part of the month. First we got hit with that ebola-esque flu, then we were well for ten days...
You've been asking...I've been putting it off.I mean, there is snow on the groundand a blue tarp still for the roof. (I concede, I will probably loose the "grass roof" arguement when we resume it this spring.)It is not really "Pinterest worthy" compared to those...
This spring I am really missing my chickens. I am so mad I let them go. Honestly, If I think about it too much I get that heaviness of depression. You know the one, where you sigh and think, "Come on! This is ridiculous." At the time I really felt is was the right...
Poop is NOT the word I want to use.I am trying to keep up with this website AND prepare for a baby, and pull weeds (ya right), and store food, and make food and clean house and remember to brush my teeth and to keep my attitude in check...Ya right.I am behind on all...
Or at least we could be if the rain would stop.We are all a little excited.Next week someone is coming out to "inspect" our Potager for "Certified Naturally Grown" approval.CNG is the grass-roots option to USDA Organic.There is no reason for me to do this except for...
The finishing touches are almost done in the Potager.Then, the fun part... the styling!I've got some dreamy ideas that I hope I have time to pull together... I can't resist doing a bit before the big day on Monday.I promise Fifi, I won't have hurt feelings...
After a good many days pleading for rain we were just hammered... HAMMERED for two hours straight.I am afraid my poor little chamomile and carrot seeds might have even been washed away.Now, all is calm, "my chickens" are tucked in and the City Chicks are roosting...
(Let me clarify... Most of you are used to me calling my children, My Chickens. Nothing has changed, lest you get confused. My Chickens will always be My Chickens.) Funny Story.... I know, I am constantly announcing upcoming posts that never turn out to be quite so...
The big gardening project. That's right, the one I have been alluding to for the last month or so... I finally found a moment to tell you about it.Dear Anne at Nada Farm knows how badly we would like a farm of our own so she sent me a YouTube clip about that...