It’s Really Happening – The Dream

Cabin fever finally set in just a bit more me last night, after four days confinement here in the house.  Now, I think I’m finally ready for Spring and will be looking for the hillsides of daffodils to come up on the farm as soon as they’re ready. These...

Sponsor a Goat or Great Pyrenees

Today, the farm is buried in beautiful snow.  We have at least 12 inches now, and we’re expecting a few more later today . . . and then maybe more tomorrow night.  Right now, the snow covers the bumpers of our cars, and this means, we are gloriously stranded on...

The Grace of Help – Goat Fencing

This morning, I am very grateful for five men – four of them are in our pasture as I write – finishing our goat fence.  The fifth – my dad – is resting up after a hard day of installing fence posts yesterday.  We do as much of the work here as...

When Plans Change – House First, Barn Later

Just outside the living room window, a very fluffy junco has alighted on the porch swing.  He’s just one of the many songbirds we have living in this beautiful space with us. And they are just one of the many reasons why I cannot get over what I get to wake to...

Absence and the Heart

I miss the farm. It’s been almost a week since we’ve been there because of visits with family for the holidays and then a scary few days with Philip’s dad when he had chest pain.  (He’s visiting his family doctor tomorrow, and we hope to have...