Making scrubbies is a fast and easy way to recycle and save money.
Getting a tractor would mean we could keep up with the weeds and thistles, claim new areas, dig post holes, and a whole lot of other needed jobs.
We have spent many days working outside from dawn to dusk while others our age are golfing, playing cards, and taking life easy. For us, there is immense fulfillment in growing our food.
Along with the land came a house, along with the house came a disgusting basement.
We knew about most of the junk that came with the farm, but something nasty happened to us that we weren’t prepared for.
We have an unusual holiday dessert tradition.
Watching the effects of the drought saddened us.
There was no way I was going to do the tedious job of preparing gooseberries for a crisp, but I discovered something better.
It was a house that most women would run from, but somehow, I was blind to the mess.
Free Starbucks coffee grounds have a variety of uses around the home and garden.
We were continually working either in the city or on the farm, and loving every moment of it.
The amount and type of junk would overwhelm anyone, but we persisted in the cleanup, and now our land is lookin’ good!
I noticed a tall, bushy weed just where Larry had cleared the thistles. What was that ugly plant?
We were bone-weary with no place to relax.
We winterized the house and hoped for the best, but we didn’t want to leave.
The Christmas spirit can keep us going even in the roughest of times.
We are learning not to waste anything, not even rotted trees.
It is difficult to get in the planting mood in the deep of winter.
We married young and moved to the city, where jobs and responsibilities to our four children choked out dreams of any other lifestyle.
We are not impulsive people. We are also opposites, so it is not like us to both want the same thing and at the same time. Yet, here we were, both wanting to buy a piece of land that we had only read about on the internet. Twenty acres with a small red barn.
The first year of our hobby farm continued.
We refer to our first year at the farm as the cleanup year. Now, we would begin the second which soon became known as 'the planting year.'
We selected our trees, planted them with love, and watched them grow. Then the fun began - beautiful fruit growing on our very own trees!
Protecting our gardens from the deer is expensive and hard work.
Reading someone else's blog lead Mary to learn new things like cleaning and seasoning cast iron, and then making toast on a wood-burning stove.
Learning to install fence and harvesting our own cedar fence posts proved to be very gratifying experiences.
The farm and rural community helped shape Erin for her future.
When you plant many trees, such as nut trees, you plant for the future.
Rhubarb is a gift that keeps on giving!
I started hanging clothes five years ago, shortly before we bought the farm, and I just can’t go back to using the dryer again.
The farm was a disaster, but we were out to save it - one weekend at a time.