A Long Week of Good Things
The last week in May is what I’ve come to think of as my Spring Sanity Week. Up until that point, I’m usually trying to
The last week in May is what I’ve come to think of as my Spring Sanity Week. Up until that point, I’m usually trying to
A few nights ago I had one of those dreams that was oddly real, but, you know, also clearly not real and therefore incredibly disorienting.
My little orchard is still in its early years– which means it’s still a fair amount of work– but there’s such an amazing sense of
If there’s an unsung hero in the epic adventure of buying and fixing up this little farm, it has to be this woman: That’s my
To say that last year wasn’t my best year as a beekeeper would be a massive understatement. I lost two of my hives mid-fall after
Spring on the farm is so wonderfully insane that all I really have time for is making lists. Like this one, for example, because there
Spring on the farm is always such a brilliant and confusing mix of relief (winter is over!) and wonder (all this beautiful new life is
Let me just start out by saying this: all the animals on the farm are alive and well. Whew. And, after 3 straight weekends of
I’m currently trying to dig myself out from under the overwhelming amount of day-job and farm-related work that March continued to pile on–relentlessly and with
It feels like ages ago that my biggest concern around the farm was cutting and installing the kitchen counters. Then the big windstorm hit, which
Last week marked 5 years to the day since I officially closed on this property and took my first victory lap around the farm. That inaugural
Let’s start this post off by talking about personal strengths. Mine fall along the lines of 1.) tearing apart a house I’m living in, 2.)
After two incredibly exhausting weekends installing the new kitchen counters, and the subsequent recovery from that adventure, I finally had to pick myself up off
Yeah. That’s all I have to say about the 22 hours of counter-installation I did this past weekend. Holy. Shit. Looking back on it, it’s
The good news about spending 20 hours in my garage last weekend with a couple bottles of wine, approximately 700 lbs of butcher block, and almost
I'm not interested in a mediocre life. I'm here to kick ass or die.
Back in 2004 I started writing about my adventures in fixing up houses on the internet. A lot of things have changed since then, with me, with my houses, and with the internet. These days I am basically a cranky old man trapped in a slightly less old woman’s body. The internet has changed and I am staunchly refusing to change with it. You won’t find any algorithms here, or feeds, or ads, or social media. Just good old-fashioned stories about a woman drinking beer and building shit, and living an unexpected life.
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