I have lots of seeds. Friends gifted some to me, while others were saved over the seasons from my own produce and flowers. I’ve ordered plenty of seeds from catalogs and then there’s this super sweet little organic farm down the road where I’ve collected quite a few packets over the past couple of years. … More Living an Heirloom Life.
Hiya Spring! Welcome back! Despite the steel handled hoes and stubborn roots clinging tightly to Mother Earth’s womb making for stiff fingers, raw palms and aching joints, we adore the honest-to-goodness hard day’s work this season demands. Hundreds of teensy seeds I tucked tenderly beneath a blanket of rich soil in my kitchen on a … More We Watched our Salad Grow.
Step-by-step instructions for building your own worm composting bin … More Build a Worm Farm!
There’s a morning ruckus that serenades the silence of the rising sun here at the homestead. At the first sliver of light, Tom turkey sings louder than the rooster. His gobble is glorious, and he keeps it consistent all day long. Personally, I love it. It’s like the hobby farm fight song that echoes through … More Winter Awakenings, Spring Sprouts
That’s right, we need to chat about that Bloody Mary I managed to suck down in about 4 minutes flat. Let’s just say, she’s a real “day-maker” if I’ve ever met one. … More The Bee & The Biscuit
Over the past several months you have morphed into a complete fake, a fraud, an imposter. You are a let down to your children, your coworkers, your country and your self. Sometimes the truth hurts. Sometimes friends need to be brutally honest with one another. … More An Open Letter to my Conservative and Liberal Friends
The snow finally melted, the sun came out to play and Jabba decided it was time for some beach explorations. … More Winter Day at the Beach!
Good morning friends! Yesterday was day #4 of being snowed-in, stranded out here at The Wildwood Homestead. My hunk plows & salts some of the major institutions around the vicinity so he hasn’t been around much since Friday. Our teenage daughters finally escaped to a friend’s house yesterday, so it was just Jabba, the pups, … More CABIN FEVER! Stranded day #4
Simply put, my peace of mind has been hijacked by 3 chickens and 3 turkeys. So far 2017 at The Wildwood Homestead has consisted of me slogging through ankle-deep mud and grudgingly pushing my way through dense briar bushes all day and night in fruitless attempts to waylay a meager flock of pea-brained poultry, only to return them to the security and coziness of their coop. … More Big Foot Ate My Flock.
I’ve come to the realization that what 2016 lacked in ease and predictability, it generously made up for in spiritual refuge, bestowing upon me much clarity in regard to the precious few priorities that are absolutely essential for my personal gratitude and fulfillment in life. … More Crotch Kicks & Blessings in 2016!