Nov 17 2024
Daisy in Autumn
Daisy has been enjoying the clement fall weather, asking to be let outside at least every twenty minutes or so.
She is ever vigilant.
welcome to the farm
Nov 17 2024
Daisy has been enjoying the clement fall weather, asking to be let outside at least every twenty minutes or so.
She is ever vigilant.
Nov 02 2024
Those close to me know I am in a years-long battle with invasive vines. Here’s a particularly gratifying before-and-after image of a monster I cut a couple of weeks ago.
Oct 20 2024
This weekend, Jen was in France visiting Sarah while I attended my 40th high school reunion. While we were gone, this bear brazenly sauntered across the back yard.
Sep 29 2024
The dahlias are coming in fast and furious in the late-season race against first frost. Jen filled her trug with beautiful flowers to bring back to New York.
Sep 21 2024
The barn swallows have returned south for the winter. This means that we can close the barn doors and keep out the ever increasing flock of pigeons who are laser focused on befouling the barn. They await the spring, when they can resume operations.
Sep 02 2024
A hummingbird in the secret garden wonders if the dahlias will ever bloom.
Of course they do bloom, but only at the end of the summer. We returned for Labor Day weekend from dropping off Sarah in France. We had fine weather here, with a briief visit from Jen’s parents. While we were gone, our dahlias flourished, our barn swallows departed, and our tomatoes proliferated.
And, apparently, we had a visit from a bear, who was filmed by our neighbor vicki Hohner.
Aug 11 2024
Sarah rode both bicycle and horse this weekend.
Jen took a short break from jam-making to see what the birds were up to in Vlei Marsh.
Aug 04 2024
The kitchen was abuzz for our weekend visitors, Julie, Stacey, and babysitter-for-life Lauren Ballback.
Between meals, Jen managed to put up quite a few jars of marmalade.
Stacey lent her customary good cheer.
Lauren stopped overnight on her drive from Virginia to Maine. While here, she and Sarah made approximately 30,000 calories worth of granola.
And, in a surprise, I found Lauren’s dog Hamilton trotting along behind me as I walked by the swamp. He stayed with me the rest of the walk.