Happy Mother’s Day
It’s a day to celebrate mothers and grandmothers and those who’ve simply mothered us even though they weren’t the ones who brought us into this world. I think, too, that it’s a good day to recall the...
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Monday’s aftermath
I stepped onto the front porch late Tuesday morning and was greeted by five very hopeful doggy faces. Four of the dogs stared at me, then looked pointedly at the empty food dishes scattered around the porch and front sidewalk. ...
Read MoreBe very quiet . . .
They’re hunting rabbits. Actually, it’s just Dinah, the farmcollie, hunting rabbits. Tiny Lamb’s following close because that’s just what she does. She follows Dinah everywhere unless one of the other dogs distracts her and...
Read MoreTiny borrows a jacket
Here’s what a spoiled rotten house lamb wears for playtime in the barnyard on a cold morning. Tiny likes the red flannel ‘coat’ with its black trim and faux fleece lining. It has velcro closures at the chest and belly, and...
Read MoreSigns of spring . . . and snow?
The roses began to leaf out on the north side of the house, and the wild ones in the woods did the same. Daylilies and irises sent forth new shoots. The chickens rejoiced . . . and ate the shoots. The air felt warm. It felt...
Read MoreTiny takes a walk
Tiny, the bottle lamb, took her first stroll outdoors late yesterday. At first, she stayed close to Dinah, the black farmcollie who’s adopted her. Dinah watched her like a nervous mama, too, and gently nudged her out the front...
Read MoreSnowy Days, Part 2
About those dogs . . . see the farmcollie on the far right sneaking in for a playful nip? That’s Bebe. She tugged hard on a tuft of old Blue’s fur. Blue curled his teeth back in a snarl. It’s a very careful...
Read MoreSnowy days, Part 1
Even the chickens huddle up close to the fireplace when the temperature drops and the snow flies. Really, there’s a fireplace in this picture with the chickens — the back of one, at least. The wide base of the...
Read MoreFreckles and the Cows
It’s morning. It’s time to eat. They’ve been waiting for hours. HOURS! They don’t get much, just a can of sweet feed to share between the four of them. There’s plenty of grass for them out in...
Read MoreA Day in a Pup’s Life
I really had intended to sell the entire litter of pups. I’d have kept every one of them if I listened to my heart instead of my head. But that would be way more dogs than any farm needs. Besides, they were great pups...
Read MorePuppies & turtles
This box turtle has been a frequent summer visitor to the front porch of the farmhouse the last two summers — and we’ve been watching for it this year and wondering if it survived the winter. Its cracked, battered...
Read MoreA puppy extravaganza
I realized that the puppies are six weeks old now, and I’ve been hoarding all that puppy goodness to myself. I apologize. That was so selfish of me. To make up for it, I’ll introduce you to the gang and tell you a...
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