On Thanksgiving, I am responsible for the bread and the potatoes. Consequently, I don’t cook much on Thanksgiving. Rather, I do most of my cooking the day before and yesterday was a 12 hour marathon. 3 batches of bread, a … Continue reading
Let’s just get this out of the way right up front. Oats is oats. The word oats is either singular or plural depending on your avocation. English teachers will say oats is plural. Farmers insist it oats is singular. I … Continue reading
Every tradesman has his tools and I am no different. Most of mine are large and cumbersome and are task specific, but I do have a few things I must carry with me every day as I make my rounds. … Continue reading
Yesterday was another one of what I call ADD days. Lots of little things. After servicing the laying flock and moving the fence for the breeding trio of Sussex, I exercised Ophelia. Three days after the Sunday storm, there still … Continue reading
I am pleased to report that over the last ten days, the local rat population has taken a few hits. Michael succeeded in catching a small female in his trap. Another female committed suicide in Venus’s water bucket and a … Continue reading
5:00am Alarm goes off. 5:05am Alarm goes off again. 5:10am And again. 5:15am And again. Roll out of bed and stumble into my work clothes. 5:20am Wake the youngest son, pour myself the morning constitutional and sit on the porch … Continue reading
On Friday, I finally got away from the farm for a few hours and drove up to North Garden, VA. It’s just south of Charlottesville and is the home of Vintage Virginia Apples and Albemarle Ciderworks. VVA grows a lot … Continue reading