homestead: chick princesses
chickens / homesteading

homestead: chick princesses

Well I hope all six of them are princesses anyway. I am willing to call a rooster or two George and Louis, but I am unwilling to call one Archie. And sadly, no rooster may stay, and I’m pretty sure it’s not a myth that roosters don’t make great soup, so not sure what we’ll … Continue reading

homestead plans for next year
gardening / homesteading

homestead plans for next year

When I start tiring of watering the garden each morning (and praying for rain twice a week), I know I am at the end of August. I have a kitchen island filled with peaches, tomatoes, oregano and zucchini. I just filled the freezer with bags of raspberries, strawberries, apricots, peaches and rhubarb. The garden is … Continue reading

homestead update
gardening

homestead update

Give me less heat, and I will go outside. Even my sunburn turned tan is begging for a reprieve. I easily could water twice a day (but I don’t)–feels all anti-earth and stuff. Having said that, you can’t feed a family without watering the garden. You will find me inside enjoying quieter things, like writing, … Continue reading

inHabiting the homestead
gardening / homesteading

inHabiting the homestead

Flowers in season, my favourite, baptisia. Also the deer’s favourite. But I haven’t seen them since Violet. I’m told they might be nesting, they’re not afraid puppies, even really big puppies. The chicks are chomping at the beak to get out of the brooder. I sit on a stump by the brooder with the computer … Continue reading

life on the homestead
gardening / homeschooling / homesteading

life on the homestead

Did I tell you I’ve been a practicing bread maker? This has been a fairly new endeavour. I’ve tried it before, but not made my family dependant on it until January. Occasionally I still buy bread, but mostly I keep the sourdough starter happy and make a couple loaves every few days. I won’t start … Continue reading

homeschooling / homesteading

When I grow up, I want to be a veterinarian

I may have missed my calling. I am loving this first honeymoon week of critter care. The emotion similar to my husband’s and my engagement week, or our honeymoon week, or every baby post-partum week. Puppy and chicks, woot woot! I’m loving it. I’m diligent and eager to wipe those chick butts. (yes, that’s a … Continue reading