Drinking Beer & Building Shit: Donkey Shelters
First, a warning: Sad farm shit ahead. About this time last year, I walked out to the barn one morning and found the older of
First, a warning: Sad farm shit ahead. About this time last year, I walked out to the barn one morning and found the older of
Let me start by saying that I have had mixed feelings about my veggie garden, pretty much since I put the first beds in six
This thing… I’m not sure if I’ve had a single project on the farm that has brought me such varying levels of joy, frustration, and
Last year I used the word “manageable” to describe spring on the farm, and, I mean… that’s hilarious. I didn’t know that was even an
It only took six years, but I think I’ve finally figured out how to manage spring on the farm without completely losing my shit, and
Every year I go into spring with a ton of energy and a ton of projects, and I’m always convinced that energy and motivation will
When I first considered adding a few rows of grapevines to the farm, I figured building the trellis to grow them on would be the
For so many of the early years on the farm spring was a daily, relentless battle against grass and weeds. One I almost always lost.
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
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
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
One of the things on my list for 2017 was adding a few more chickens to my flock. In my head I pictured that happening
It doesn’t feel like I’ve been sharing a lot of good news on the blog recently, so– spoiler alert– my two most recent farm stories
If you asked me to summarize what starting a small vineyard on my property this year has been like I’d say roughly 50% digging holes and
At pretty much any point in my life prior to living on this farm, my thought process around learning and/or doing new things went something
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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