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!
Our dearest friends, family & blog readers, This year has been exciting & productive, challenging & reflective. Thank you so much for following the blog & sharing my posts! Thank you for taking time to reach out to us to ask questions about chicken-keeping, food preservation, landscape ideas & inquiring about ways to build upcycled … More 2016 at Wildwood Homestead
Pomegranates are super, super, super popular here at the homestead. I’m stressing “super” because they are so super sought after in our kitchen they basically deserve their own tongue twister. The super popular pomegranate perpetually pleases the palate, so much so the people plead for the super sought after simplistic satisfaction of this snack with … More Pomegranate Pops & Universe Work
So there are plenty of folks out there who hunt deer or raise cattle, hogs, meat birds or other livestock for slaughter and never feel compelled to write about it or explain themselves to the world at large. I’m not one of those people. I write. I enjoy writing. I also need to write in … More My Eyebrows Aren’t on Fleek.