Saturday, July 27, 2019
Our tiny garden is producing well. Our first tomatoes were ripe on July 20th - the earliest we've had them here. And I planted some haricot verts this year for the first time. We had lots of lettuce earlier, but the heat this past week finished it off. We enjoyed asparagus all spring, as well.
Wednesday, July 10, 2019
|This is Somerhill California, the foundation of all my current color lines - red, pearl, & chinchilla.|
She is 6.5 years old, and still just as beautiful, and cranks out a 4 inch, pluckable coat every
Friday, June 14, 2019
The new fawns are starting to arrive. We have a love/hate relationship going. The deer love to eat our flowers, and we hate it. LOL I tell them they have 24 acres of brush, woodland plants, grasses and forbs to eat that we share willingly with them. Couldn't they leave the 3 foot strip of flowers that surround the house alone?
Monday, January 21, 2019
Monday, December 24, 2018
A Christmas Poem by Mary E. Linton
Somewhere across the winter world tonight
You will be hearing chimes that fill the air;
Christmas extends its all-enfolding light
Across the distance...something we can share.
You will be singing, just the same as I,
These familiar songs we know so well,
And you will see these same stars in your sky
And wish upon that brightest one that fell.
I shall remember you and trim my tree,
One shining star upon the topmost bough;
I will hang wreaths of faith that all may see --
Tonight I glimpse beyond the hear and now.
And all the time that we must be apart
I keep a candle in my heart.
I seem to be drawn to water lately. This is the Tuscarawas, one of 5 rivers in our county. The others are the Walhonding, Mohican, Kokos...
This is the rack Chuck built me right after we moved to this farm. We had several aluminum window screens from the old farmhouse, so he...
Tie the skein in 4 different places so that it does not get tangled during the dyeing and rinsing process. Be sure to leave it loose so...
Candlelit Heart A Christmas Poem by Mary E. Linton Somewhere across the winter world tonight You will be hearing chimes that f...