by Andi | May 11, 2011 | Andi's Book, Written and Wrought
Each time I walk out the front door of the house, I pass a small pond Dad made in the garden. It has a little waterfall, is surrounded by ferns, and contains a 7-year-old boy’s idea of heaven – myriad numbers of frogs. For all I know there could be... by Andi | May 9, 2011 | Andi's Book
As I head out the door at 7:23, I hear Squirt, the Australian cattle dog, barking toward me as Mike drives to work trying not to run over, for the fifth time, the little squeaking dog. The work day is beginning on the farm. These days, the guys roll out based on the... by Andi | May 5, 2011 | Andi's Book, Book Recommendations, Written and Wrought
“Please give my love to my mother and relations and friends in general and receive the same for yourself and family from sir, Your Obt, Hum. Servant, Peyton Skipwith.” This is a closing from a letter Peyton Skipwith wrote to John Hartwell Cocke in 1841... by Andi | May 3, 2011 | Andi's Book, Written and Wrought
Here is what I know about Lucy Nicholas. She lived here on the farm for most of her life, and she worked in the main house as a servant and nurse. She was born somewhere around 1782 and died about 1852. Her husband was named Jesse Skipwith, and their children were... by Andi | Apr 27, 2011 | Andi's Book, Written and Wrought
So I live on a farm, but not an “Old MacDonald Had a . . . ” kind; nope, this is an estate. There’s no other way to describe it – big house, lots of barns and out buildings, big open fields and lots of forest. So we don’t have the usual...