inHabiting the homestead
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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
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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

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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

From home to homestead…
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From home to homestead…

I wanted to title this post, ‘we’re having a baby’, but that would be disingenuous. We’re having thirteen babies! How to make a home a homestead? Add some critters. And we are doing that in a bakers dozen this week. An unexpected surprise added to our world, a dog baby. To decide on a dog … Continue reading

spring homestead plans
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spring homestead plans

I’ve been working outside for a week now. The snow flurried last weekend. A stubborn clump of snow still sits at the end of my driveway. But if I can go outside, I go outside. I have stuff to do. Garden plans & sketches For those hibernation months when outdoor gardening was impossible, I planned. … Continue reading

homestead website resources
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homestead website resources

Spring is sprunging, officially. Though there is still a crusty two feet of snow on the ground. But there is mud. A lot of mud. And occasional blue skies, and a few twittering melodies by the birdfeeder — and that is all I need to hear. The homestead is happy we’re spending time with her. … Continue reading