Robert M. Pyle
I noticed a tall, bushy weed just where Larry had cleared the thistles. What was that ugly plant?
Susan finally learned to appreciate homemade mincemeat after becoming a homesteader and canner. Bringing back wonderful memories of childhood, mincemeat is now a holiday staple at her house.
Seeing the many stages of food you grow from soil to table really is magical, especially White Button and Crimini mushrooms.
Mush is a tradition at our house. Anytime the family is together there will be at least one batch of mush.
A funny thing happened to me today.
The first year of our hobby farm continued.
How we managed to travel across the country twice only to realize that we left something incredibly important behind.
Fond childhood memories stimulated from this month’s Capper’s Farmer Magazine edition.
When you plant many trees, such as nut trees, you plant for the future.
A short dissertation on the differences between modern farming machinery and the ones my grandfather used.
I participated in Tie One On Day this year!
We make relish and pickles, why not mustard?
A transplant's recognition of the realities of farm life and how to adjust.
A paragraph or two on what different people consider comfort foods.
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.
It was a house that most women would run from, but somehow, I was blind to the mess.
The Christmas spirit can keep us going even in the roughest of times.
What does this dream mean?
Memories of Dad and Horses
A rooster and his hen
You don't have to be a scientist to make wine, but it probably helps. When you harvest fruit, honey, or other fermentable crops, don't be afraid to try your hand at new recipes.
A Hearth Warming Recipe for Days when the Weather Traps You Inside
Winter farmers' and gardeners' markets have sprouted (pun intended!) up in my area, giving customers more access to locally grown produce throughout our long, cold winter.
Preparing for spring.
A recipe for my mom's famous Oatmeal Molasses Cookies.
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.
As Girl Scouts celebrate their 100th anniversary, I have taken time to reflect on my camping experiences with the organization; my camping food experiences.
I can live without television but I can't live without a library card. Even when I am not looking for food related information my library surprises me with how many food tidbits are waiting to be discovered.
Donna Rae shares her experiences from the 2013 Heritage Harvest Festival at Monticello.
Tips to help you get started working at home.
Using old-fashioned gardening tools and methods.
California has had the worst drought year in recorded history. If we don't get some rain, farmers won't be the only ones crying the blues.
Lori learned to oven can her dry goods to keep them safe from mice this winter, and in the process linked a young man with his great-grandfather.
Perhaps bee stings aren't the best thing on which to try out home remedies. Life in the country has its risks, but common sense usually wins the day.
Rhubarb is a gift that keeps on giving!
This is the second part to the story of a woman who finds out the hard way that yes, there are lots of bugs in the Arkansas countryside.
A woman finds out the hard way that yes, there are lots of bugs in the Arkansas countryside.
Learn about fungal diseases that may be affecting your garden and what to do about them.
A look at some country mailbox owners displaying their creativity.
Growing up with homesteaders, I never thought of myself as one until recently.
Help this poor postgrad survive another winter!
Key points in the blanching and freezing process of corn for those wonderful summer tastes at the Christmas or Thanksgiving family feast!
Looking back on how I came upon this urban farming way of life shows a journey full of twists and turns ... and I couldn't be happier for it!
With all of society’s conveniences within easy reach, we are choosing to do things the hard way. Now, why on earth would we do that?!
The story of how we got here and who we are.
Trying to look good on the farm in winter.
My carefully planned new shipment of chicks came in today . . .and brought an extra adventure with it!
A short photo list of what I am thankful for.
Making the classic pot pie with rabbit meat.
A Newbie (Urban) Farmer learns how to string onions.
The story of my chicken addiction.
Old, old canning jars and how they worked, or didn’t.
Sometimes you just need a friend to get you through the greatest challenges.
This post is about the prolific growth of the garden over 16 hot, wet July days when we were away on vacation in the Yukon.
This is an initial post introducing some of our local farmers and the great, creative ways they are promoting their farm products.
Make corned beef the way your mother used to make it.
As a frustrated country-girl-wanna-be living in town, I've known since I was a little girl that I wanted to move to a ranch as soon as possible. It finally happened when I was a grandma.
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.
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 farm was a disaster, but we were out to save it - one weekend at a time.
The amount and type of junk would overwhelm anyone, but we persisted in the cleanup, and now our land is lookin’ good!
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.
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 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.