So I have these bad chickens….. I had all the poultry closed up in a pen with ridiculously high sides. They have food, water, and i bring them a bucket of scraps and things out of the garden every day. But it wasn’t enough. Three of the hens grew their wing feathers back recently and…
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CRISPY SESAME GARLIC EGGPLANT
The first frosts of the winter have come through. I am missing the woodstoves I left behind in my old life, but I remember, too, when we had first moved, and nothing was finished yet, and the slow process over eight years where life felt more and more comfortable. Little details, like which direction a…
The Sacred Mother
Being in this new place, I am still getting to know this new piece of earth, and all the plants and the animals that live here and were here before us. Starting over all fresh, I can see the way the land shifts to me with how I live, the ways I walk, the things…
Pork Meatballs With Persimmon Barbecue Sauce
I always feel a rebirth this time of year here in Florida – the winds come through and blow away the heavy, moldy, damp, boiling hot summer and bring fresh, cool mornings and bright fall skies. The crushing vines the ruled the garden wither back, and tender new things grow in neat rows in the…
The Threshold
“My barn having burned to the ground I can now see the moon” I did it. After all these troublesome months of so much frantic driving back-and-forth, and the heartache, and the struggle, it’s over. I feel so much relief, but I also feel like I’ve come through a war, still with sword in hand, stalwart…
Counter-Top Sweet Potato Slips
If there is anything that farming and homesteading have taught me, it is that you must never give up. Death and loss and horrible things happen, but giving up is the only real mistake, and abundance is always there, if only you can find the creativity and inspiration to use it. The magic of the…
Here and There
I wish that I had something better to say, but I am living in a war. I am still at my old place here in Alachua, working and working like the girl with brothers turned into seven swans, toiling like she toiled over that last shirt to try to get out and get away and…
Spring Violet Soda
Here is my little goat named Violet – an overly-tame bottle baby that we had kept too long in the kitchen while it was very cold weather. Her mother is a young yearling goat, and didn’t know what to do with her baby. At first Violet slept in a little bin by the wood stove,…
BOOK ANNOUNCEMENT
I am so, so excited to share this! I have been working so hard to bring this to a physical form – it has felt like a real birth experience, where the laboring is harder than you realized, and you aren’t sure if you’ll make it! This is the book I have dreamed about and…
Marking Boundaries
There are so many things I am learning on this new journey. I am learning now to mark the boundaries. The corners are the most important things to make strong. Posts must be level. Fencing is really hard work. Machinery is amazing. Friends who help you with fencing are real friends, no doubt about that. Measure more than once. Don’t be stingy. I am…
Toadstools And Fairy Rings 