Kick Ass or Die

Oh, guys. I hate this. I mentioned last week that Doc is showing signs of founder– probably from overindulging on spring grass–so I’ve restricted the

So, listen, you don’t buy a farm with a 150 year old house and pick up fun little hobbies like “drywalling” and “tearing bathrooms apart”

Here’s a thing you can count on: when a 30-yard dumpster shows up in my yard…some shit is about to go down. Or, if we’re

Spring on the farm is in full swing these days, as evidenced by ALL OF THE THINGS that are happening around here right now: planting,

I’m just going to ruin the suspense of this post and tell you guys that, no, it does not end with me pulling a bee

This year my friends and family were on point with their birthday gifts, especially since, when asked, I could not tell you one thing that

So, a couple of major (and awesome) things happened on the farm this weekend. 1.) Technically I got a year older… So… it turns out

Quick and dirty basically describes every aspect of my life right now. And I know last week I promised a quick update on the garden

My lawn mower has been broken for six months. This is mostly a non-issue on the farm (despite my previous posts about things that happen

This is my fourth spring on the farm, and, I’ll be honest, the first three all found new and fun ways to kick my ass.

Sometime in the next week or two thirty thousand bees are going to show up at the farm. Thirty thousand. That’s… not an insignificant number

I’ve built a lot of things in the last decade (and definitely a lot more coop-like structures than one would have guessed… thank you, chickens)

I expect I’m going to be in a full-on panic about ALL OF THE PROJECTS by the time I get to the bottom of this

If the success of a weekend is measured in how many splinters you have at the end of it, then, guys… I am killing it.

So, I’m not naming names here, but it’s possible that someone might have had a birthday in the last week, and while that someone didn’t