A Chicken Summer

Summer was full of chickens:New chickens,old (grumpy) chickens,under-achievers,over-achievers,births,deaths.And problems (always problems)... and projects (always projects)...The chicken problem we deal with most often is broody hens. The natural instinct for a hen to...

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Oregon Berries

If reasons were as plentiful as blackberries,I would give no man a reason upon compulsion.~Shakespeare, Henry IVA couple of years ago I was reading a post by one of my favorite homesteaders, Quinn at Reformation Acres, where she mentioned in passing she was excited...

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Summer Begins

 "It was June, and the world smelled of roses. The sunshine was like powdered gold over the grassy hillside."~ Maud Hart LovelaceSummer is here. Real summer. 80...

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"I do not think that I have ever seen anything more beautiful than the bluebell ... I know the beauty of the Lord by it."~ Gerard Manley HopkinsSpring will depart in days, and I am looking ahead to summer. It's been a strange year, weather-wise and...

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The Long Winter

No matter how long the winter, Spring is sure to follow.~ProverbThe title is a bit dramatic if you're comparing our winter to the one in Laura Ingalls Wilder's book by the same name. We are not nearing starvation and we have not suffered blizzard upon...

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Small Steps Every Day (or There are No Shortcuts)

A journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step.~Lao TzuIt is mid-November, and blissfully there is not much farm news to report on. Instead of tending the garden late into the twilight hours or using the extra summer daylight to finish projects and chores,...

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The Rhythm and Pleasures of Life with a Garden

The pleasure of eating should be an extensive pleasure,  not that of the mere gourmet. People who know the garden  in which their vegetables have grown and know that the garden  is healthy will remember the beauty of the growing plants,  perhaps in the dewy first...

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Garden Tweaks and Growing from Seed

  “However many years she lived, Mary always felt that  she should never forget that first morning  when her garden began to grow.” ~Frances Hodgson Burnett,  The Secret Garden Each season on our property has its own charms, but in summer...

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Me (and Elinor)

About Me

I'm Kara, and this is a place for me to wax both poetic and practical about the things that make my heart sing: mostly living seasonally and close to the land, the intersection of farm-life and faith, mothering, hospitality, and the simple liturgy of the everyday, often captured on my iPhone. Beauty is everywhere if we only have eyes to see.




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