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Passion Fruit Didn’t Quit and Neither Did We
Here in Texas, we can grow a lot of things. With our subtropical climate, we’ve got watermelon, figs, pomegranates, citrus, peaches, blackberries, strawberries - you name it. We have even gotten away with a few low-chill apples (like Anna and Carnavale) and Barbados cherries.
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The Season We’re In: Finding Our Way Back to Homesteading
I used to smirk a little when I heard people talk about “seasons” of life, but now? I get it.
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An apology of sorts
In my previous post I hinted at something big. Something farm-changing. Something exciting and new. Something that would open up a whole new world for us.
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Baaa Freaking Baaa!
Meet Sid, Nancy and Eleanor (Rigby). All three are Gulf Coast Native sheep, an endangered breed native to this area.
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Knitting, spit coffee and a surprise
Things around here have been plodding along. Nothing really new to report, other than a bit of news I'll share at the end of this post. I wondered about days like this before I even started this blog. Days where things are just ... normal.
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What’s in a name?
Are you a farmer? Are you a smallholder? A prepper? A homesteader? And how do you know?
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Knit happens, sometimes
The past couple of weeks have been all about knitting. I'd love to say that I'd finished up a few projects that are on my needles, but truthfully I am a slow knitter.
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Thinking about raising ducks? Here’s a few things to consider
I spoke with a woman over the weekend who was considering getting a few ducks for her granddaughter to raise. While I wholeheartedly applaud anyone who wants to bring these incredibly entertaining creatures home, I must admit I wondered if she knew what she was getting herself into.
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Bought our fresh eggs? Steam ‘em, don’t boil ‘em
When you think of a good, hearty, homemade breakfast, what's the first thing that comes to mind? Eggs. Delicious, firm white outsides with a creamy bright yellow center. Our delicious eggs. Fresh eggs are notoriously hard to peel.
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The loss of life and words
We got back from my sheep shearing classes to find what was left after a neighbor's dog paid a little visit to the farm. After parking the truck, we stepped out to find our beloved FaFa duck's cold, stiff, lifeless body on the driveway. We were stunned but there was more to come.