Countdown to barn construction commencement in 3 . . . 2 . . . 1 . . . .
FarmWife and FarmHusband have arranged for their girls to play at a friends' house today. My breakfast was enjoyed to the soothing accompaniment of a snapping tap…
Stools (and I don't mean for sitting)
This is a photo of me patiently waiting for my opportunity to carry the smallest human around and around and around the yard. The yard, I have been disturbed to learn, is populated with slimy landmines.
It turns out that dog feces are rat…
A place strangely like home
FarmWife is a journalist, and one of the wonderful things about that line of work is that she gets to know a great many interesting and inspiring people. Today, she went out into the Cascades to meet a wonderful gardener/farmer/activist, …
Something's fishy
I kept my eyes peeled all night long and never did see Blitzen and his homies, but then FarmWife showed me this photo:
Apparently, three carrots and two celery sticks materialized, along with a lot of candy canes, on our Christmas tree las…
The tree
Clover has appeared with a report on the state of the human dining room, wherein there sits a noble fir.
Beneath the tree, she reports having seen several dozen wrapped parcels, one big box of canned cat food, and a diagram of a very attr…
I'm getting a shed for Christmas!
Here is my current shed, a 16x16-ft. space filled with cluttered goat housing and labyrinthine corridors. My hay and tack live 150 feet away on the house porch. I get groomed and tacked up in the rain next to the mailbox. Behind my shed, w…
My thoughts on Christmas
I love getting gifts, I love giving gifts, I love decorating, I love cooking, and I love singing traditional songs. While I do think that Christmas has become too commercial and too drawn out (the marketing starts at Halloween now? Really?…
Solstice and an open door
Winter, I greet you. You are welcome here! I've given it some thought, and I've decided that you and I can try this thing again.
I know we've had our ups and downs. There was that muddy mess you made in my paddock last year, a…
The twelve days of Christmas
They're not here yet, but I'm getting ready for them. A little positive thinking can get a mule anywhere, right? Here, then, is my projection for next week:
On the first day of Christmas, FarmWife will give me a magical carrot-cak…
Caroling 2011
Caroling 2011 was a festive and mulish event, though our cheerful and assorted group only managed to knock at about ten doors before we went, winded goats and all, back to the farm for cookies and nog.
This year's rental reindeer/co-ho…
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