
Lest We Forget
Lest we forget how entertaining hens are, we are reminded of it every time we visit my mom’s backyard flock.

Lest we forget how entertaining hens are, we are reminded of it every time we visit my mom’s backyard flock.

Stoney’s nineteen today (and counting!). He celebrated with a day of grazing (which no horse ever has a complaint about),

We had a wild and crazy evening hanging up the newly arrived praying mantis pods. Hatch babies, hatch!

This is what our view from the kitchen and deck looks like. This was the first morning that I allowed

When Jack wants some alone time, he goes off and boils some maple sap. We’ve collected plenty of maple sap

We were outside putting in the first of the potatoes when I decided I should get a few things out

While doing some painting outside, the girls overturned some rocks and found a millipede. At first, they were hesitant until

I drug (literally, had to drag) Raven over to see the horses today. If we’re going to live as one

Ready to ride off to an Indiana Jones-esque adventure. Think she needs a bull whip?

Amazingly, the little minnows Jack bought last summer have survived the winter (despite being dangerously low on water a few


Knowing another cold snap was coming, we spent the last few days practically living outside. Poor Kate really misses seeing
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