A story of the first time we used our woodstove.
We are learning not to waste anything, not even rotted trees.
The author extols the virtues of a well-functioning mudroom and the beauty of a woodstove on a cold winter day.
Heating the rural farmhouse with propane is outrageously expensive. We are learning the art and science of heating with wood ... sometimes the hard way!
What happens when you try to show a teenage boy something and you are a preteen girl.
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.
A celebration of family for Thanksgiving.
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.
The story of how we got here and who we are.
Let me introduce myself in this, my first blog, for the Capper's Farmer family.