Jill’s friend was selling a spinning wheel. I told myself I should not be spending so much money. She had a carder available too. Both of them were the same price I paid for my spinning wheel two years ago and each had only been used twice. I figured that if we are crazy enough to jump off this cliff and give this homesteading full time thing a go, then we should just jump full out and see what happens. If I fail it won’t be because I was five hundred bucks short. Do you recall my story? Two years ago … Continue reading Spinning My Wheels- Take 2 (from fluff to fiber)
A new day. I breathe in the fresh air with thanksgiving. Today’s to-do list: Pick up granddaughter so she can play at Grammie and Papa’s house while Mama is at work. Dig big holes in four places and plant fruit trees. Check on seedlings. Move larger pots if they are not getting enough sun. Remove debris from garden. Five young volunteers are coming Saturday to help me design garden beds. Bottle feed lambs three times today. Rough work. Take goats for a walk. Spend time with my daughter, Shyanne, who has just moved back home. It is delightful to have … Continue reading An Ordinary Day on the Farm
I heard a faintly familiar sound as I approached the front door to let the lambs out. A swooshing and cleansing sound. The sound of rain. Of Spring rain. The shivering breath I had held all winter was released in a single, thankful exhale. We made it to spring. We made it through our first winter in this 1905 homestead. We made it through the thirty-five degree bathroom, we made it snuggled up with cats, and with six layers of clothes on. We are entering springtime on the homestead. It is beautiful. The rain washes the porches and my clothes … Continue reading Is That You Spring?
This is an excusive look inside a farmhouse whose occupants have been busy with shows promoting their farm, fluffy farm animals, and writing books. I warn you, these written images are not for the meek. There are cat boogies in my hair the lamb just peed under the chair the dining table is filled with business and such the dishes in the sink are too scary to touch. I have lost the dog, I must confess He’s probably under all this mess Scary spiders have moved into the cobwebs, you see Something under the couch is lurking at me (oh … Continue reading The Inspired Writer/Farmer’s Farmhouse (perhaps it’s time to do the dishes)
Guess who came to live at Pumpkin Hollow Farm? A funky sign met us first. Blessed Bit of Earth Farm is owned by Kevin and Kim Babcock outside of Elizabeth, Colorado. Incidentally three doors down farm-wise from Emily and Maryjane. We picked up our grandbaby and headed over there for a farm tour. We first met Grandpa, oh goodness, I don’t remember his real name. He is a Colorado Mountain Dog. A breed developed specifically to combine the strong traits of an outdoor loving guard dog with the loyal and gentle traits of a family and child-friendly dog. He was lovely. … Continue reading Field Trip to a Farm to Adopt Lambs (a tale of ridiculously cute animals)
We were driving home and heard a commercial on the radio for the Southern Colorado Sustainability and Outdoor Living Expo for this weekend. We are participating in it so were glad to hear ads for it going out. They named off different topics that were being spoken about at the fair. It took me a minute to figure out they were naming off what I was speaking about at the fair! I started giggling. I changed my life. I used to be invited to speak about herbalism. Which I love, and is fine, but I want to be an herbalist for us … Continue reading Spring Time Lambs, Seminars, Seeds, and Farming
The animals that I have long dreamed of for our farm have been chickens (check), ducks (April 11th), alpacas (I guess we’ll try again), donkeys (yes donkeys), and a draft horse to haul wood and for me and Maryjane to ride! The latter two will have to wait but the last animals we have been thinking of are sheep. Like I said before, I do tend to act hastily, even rashly, when giving things away. I have read too many of those stupid articles that promise forever happiness if you shed all of your earthly belongings. I figured I didn’t … Continue reading Feeling Sheepish