Blog
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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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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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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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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.
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How was your Christmas/New Year’s holiday?
When we were childless, Chris and I rarely made a big deal out of Christmas. We had the one, obligatory, Charlie Brown tabletop Christmas tree. That was pretty much it. We both liked the holiday, but it is a bit too much decorating for us. And more importantly, too much taking down of decorations.