I’ve said it before, and I’ll say it again, somewhere during women’s liberation we got led astray. The frozen dinner folks were ready to pounce. “Yes, women, go get a job! We’ll take care of dinner.” Every convenience began to show up, pushing women into the work force in droves. Children left raising themselves and … More The Homegrown, Healthy Life (So You Want to Be a Homesteader #16)
The smell of wet soil fills the morning air as the droplets of rain drip from leaves of trees. The mulberries are formed and will be ready to eat warm off the tree in a few weeks. The peas have flowers that will turn into pods and the potato plants have the prettiest flowers of … More How to Be a Homesteader- Canning
That was probably the most common question asked in my grandparent’s home. Where did the time go? They would be telling a story about a friend who used to live there, or the neighbor and her daughter, or look at how tall we had gotten and shake their heads and utter the question. This continued on through … More Where Did the Time Go?
The air is cool this morning. Autumn just whispers. A little early, it seems to me. A lovely few weeks of monsoon broke us out of our months of triple digit drought. The farms are half fallow for lack of water. On my little urban farm, the rain has brought forth abundance and we are … More Life On An Urban Homestead
Gandalf the Great Pyrenees had a new toy. The story goes (according to him anyway) that Buttercup the chicken got out of the pen and he was simply attempting to corral her back in. Three quarters of her was stuck in his mouth as I screamed at him. Forget hawks, eagles, raccoons, skunks, bears, coyotes, … More Backyard Chicken Tips and Homesteading School
Five and a half years of writing about farming and homesteading. Almost a thousand readers. Full circle. I am peaceful as I write this. The sun is behind the large walnut tree, filtering its light through the dense branches highlighting the herbs and flowers on the medicine gardens. My front porch rocker is comfortable and … More The Evolution of a Homestead and the Original Carryall
Soon. Soon now the dark greens of earth will peek through the moistened soil and seek the sun. Dandelions will unexpectedly be dancing through the grasses. The mulberries, black and velvet, will stain my fingers as I gather them. Perhaps the squirrels will leave some walnuts for me. And this is the year for the … More To Grow and Forage One’s Own Food
It seems a very long time ago that I stood outside on our prairie farm screaming. I watched the last of the chickens be swooped up and driven away by other farmers who didn’t rent their farms. The sheep were gone. The goats were gone. My dog had died. I continued to give away or … More How a Farmgirl got Her Groove Back
Fifty-five degrees. Well, that’s not good. The refrigerator should probably be colder than that. We do not presently have the money for a new one. I slurp my lukewarm milk from my bowl of cereal. I panic. I go outside, sit down, face to the sun, feet on the ground and quiet down. Then I … More Dealing with a Broken Refrigerator Farmgirl Style
There are some that are content with flowers in a pot. There are those who are perfectly happy turning on a switch to make the fire come to life (the gas flame is rather pretty). A package of this food or that blended with another to make “homemade” food. Our society has a different view … More The Homesteading Bug…or in the Blood?