Here's what really amazes me. The self satisfied complacency of those who have deemed themselves politically sound, and businessally ethical, and morally resoundingly liberally spot on. Now, I'm not going to sit here and say I'm queen of the internet world when it comes to morality. I do believe using pesticides is gross, and [...]
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Q: Is farming ever cut and dry?
A: Only when you're haying.
Apart from this dumb joke I made up, farming is not quite as simple as it sounds. I thought, for example, that raising my own meat would be easy. You know: just buy the little chicks, make sure they don't die, feed them scraps, collect [...]
This weekend I sat on the sidelines of the men's soccer game. It was a big deal, and many people were there, young and old–despite the fact that it's a pick-up league in a small town. I went sheepishly, in my dorky tie-dyed t-shirt and muck boots, to cheer my boyfriend on. I sat there, [...]
It's been nearly five months since I moved to rural Vermont from New York City–and my life has changed exponentially. Radically. Ridiculously. Healthily. Happily…so far. And I'm not trying to jinx anything. But I just celebrated my 24th birthday and I can't believe the gift I got, the very thing I wanted, and the very [...]
It was with a heavy heart I left the farm for my birthday weekend, and I looked longingly through my rearview mirror as I left for work on Friday. How could I miss the few precious days of Vermont spring? My weekend. MY WEEKEND! I wanted to sit on the porch and read. I wanted [...]
After work on Friday, I stopped by a farm halfway between work and home. I knocked on the barn door with a half-gallon Mason jar and a couple bucks to see if the farmer would sell some of his raw milk to me. The farmer and his wife were happy to, they said, and [...]
I wake up at 6:30, exhausted from playing soccer the night before. It's hot out, already, unseasonably warm for spring, and in the 80s. This weekend was first day of weeding a bed under the house, where we're going to plant strawberries. We put up a fence for the piglets who are arriving mid-May, with [...]
It's been three months and six days since I moved from New York City to the middle of rural Vermont. I'm starting to feel like I actually live here, as opposed to visiting some kind of dual "myself" from another psychic realm. I still pinch my arm sometimes however, fearing I'm going to wake up [...]
I had a great time this weekend preparing for the planting season, and planning planning planning. First, we stacked wood, an ongoing process that has taken many hours this spring. Wood for the sugar house next year, wood for home heating next year (both the wood-heated furnace and the woodstove in the kitchen), [...]
This weekend was cold, rainy, and snowy. Not the most perfect weekend to begin springtime farm chores, but the urge was too great to resist! My Saturday task was raking up old, wet leaves from the front yard and store them in a handmade wood and wire basket for compost use. Raking is really satisfying. [...]