Fathers Day on the Farm

If, last year, you’d given me a multiple choice quiz on how I would elect to spend this Fathers Day, I might have suggested Cooking waffles for friends and family Flying Hiking up some glorious mountain somewhere. Crawling around under a greasy tractor, hammering away on a bolt with a wrench as long as my…

Playing Tractor

In aviation, they say that any landing you can walk away from is a good landing. And if you can use the plane again, it’s a great landing. If those metrics transfer to tractors, I just did a great job of mowing my first field. By which I mean I didn’t die, and our tractor…

Hood St. Block Party

There are worse ways to meet the neighbors, but I suppose there are better ways, too. I’d gotten an early start into pulling out the Scotch Broom above the house pond – I figured I’d see how far I could get before my arms gave out and wanted to get to it before it got…

Happy Campers

The well’s still not started, the barn is half-wired, and the new water lines aren’t connected, but we’ve finally got our full complement of animals out on the farm for the summer. The Wyeths had been planning to get their goats and pigs set up in the brush pasture for ages, but one thing after another kept…

The Exuberance of Spring

I’ll admit it: I was terrified of what the aftermath of the utility trenching was going to look like. Three weeks ago, our southeast pasture looked like the Somme, circa 1918.  You saw the pictures, right? But the earth abides, and the exuberance of spring goes a long way toward smoothing over even recent scars….

The Torn Earth

I just couldn’t stay at the farm this morning to watch. It felt too much like watching your baby go into surgery and watching the surgeon move in with the knife. Yes, yes, those trenches and gaping holes are for infrastructure that will make the farm much more viable, more productive, and the earth will…

Time to Put Some Holes in the Ground

As spring rolls in, we’ve gotten to that point where it’s time to put some holes in the ground and pour money into them. It’s called “infrastructure,” and dang, is it expensive. But it’s going to be very important going forward, and it’ll be cheaper, better and faster if we put everything in up front….

Whispers and Plummets of Spring

The sun is nowhere near up when I’m woken by the sound of plummeting ducks. This morning, for some reason, the mallards and bufflehead that normally feed and fight over and poke around what we’ve come to call “the duck pond” have decided to relocate a little ways up the hill to “the house pond.”…

New Kids on the Block

Okay, I’ll stop with the updates already. But one more before I go: In addition to all the chestnuts and fruit trees that went in this week, the farm got one other very important addition: our first goats have arrived! Mark and Nancy will be using the south bay of the barn and the surrounding…

Work Party!

“Life is so very good on certain days that one almost lives in fear of having to pay for it in full.” -Ken Millar, letter to Eudora Welty

Those who have traveled with me know that I tend to live toward my future…

Treeees!!!

They’re Heeeeeere! The trees, that is. So are Logan, Lacey and Shay, who’ve come up from Eugene to put 100(!) chestnut trees in the upper pasture, along with an assortment of apricot, peach and plum down by the house….

Winter

Hey all – yeah, it’s been quiet. I’ve been away on the ship since December and have fallen behind with farm-related work, what can I say? But things are starting to heat up. Next week, if things go according to plan, we’re going to finally, finally, finally get started on digging the well. And Logan, Lacy and…