Jumping Back In

Putting in the new raised beds.

I can tell that Spring is about to be sprung . . . I’ve got that urge to GET THINGS DONE. You know, that feeling that says it’s time to get out from under the afghan I’ve been hibernating under all winter and PLANT THINGS. I ordered seeds today because…

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Is that Sun I See?

A Pansy in the Snow

Today was the first “real” day of spring – with warm temperatures and sun! When I looked at my To Do list for today, it was filled with indoor chores – mostly clean up the Easter debris. Once I stepped outside and realized I didn’t shiver those plans went right…

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This little piggie cried wee, wee, wee…

Arriving in the Backyard

The pigs have arrived! Little by little my dream of creating a backyard farmyard is becoming a reality. It started with the chickens, then ducks, now PIGS! Thanks especially to our friends and neighbors who put in the fence and built a fabulous condo for the new residents. Couldn’t have…

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Green Grows the Garden

Bug on a leaf

Spring seems to be off to a slow start this year – the cold and snow just don’t want to give up and go home. Nevertheless, I remain optimistic. I’ve started some seeds indoors – head lettuce (new to me this year), sweet bell peppers, bush beans and marigolds. The…

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Morning in the Backyard

Morning Sun on Dock

This morning I followed my usual routine:  let the dogs out let the dogs in feed the dogs pour coffee (Thank God for the blessing of a husband who makes it in the morning) take said cup of coffee to the backyard and let the chickens out feed the chickens…

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The Peace of Wild Things

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Living in my backyard has meant learning to listen deeply to the peace of the wild things. Peace seeps into my soul when I see blue herons on our pond, hear the deep bellow of the bull frog, the chirping of the crickets in the high sweet summer grass and watch the glistening stars in…

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