Farming with Migraine

from today’s 1,000 words about the farm.  I feel like this place is going to teach me a lot about responsibility. About doing what needs to be done every day even when I don’t feel like it. In our culture of convenience, it’s so easy to not do...

Who Knew It Would Be This Much Work?

An excerpt from today’s 1,000 words about the farm.  Still, I would not trade it for anything – not the mud, not the work, not the way it feels like we make such slow progress some days and then so much change on others that I regret I don’t own a...

Garden-ish

There are two stumps. The one on the right is low, and Dad says it will be his seat. The one on the right is higher, and Dad says he’ll set his beer there. I hope this means he plans to spend a lot of time helping me tend this...

Mud: My Nemesis

It makes my feet heavy, and so I walk around like the priss I have never been, all tentative in my steps, eager to keep my feet clean and dry.  Mud free. It is January 2, 2013, and I am starting this new year as a farm owner.  I have waited 15 years to say that . . ....