I don’t keep a diary. I keep a homesteading grimoire, and this little blog is it. I keep it for myself more than for anyone else. To chronicle my adventures…
The air is heavy. More of a sludge than air. It is unbreathable outside, in the calm before the coming hurricane. The air smells of grey and life about to…
I have spent some time now studying herbalism through Cornell University. It has been amazing and interesting for those that love to use nature to heal. Living out here it…
The sun was shining today, the air was actually clear and breathable for the first time in a month. I picked a bad time to return to my education.I would…
We should all be adults here. I know I certainly am not writing for the under age crowd. I write assuming they are busy on Tiktok, not at all interested…
This stuff smells amazing! Vanilla and Jasmine, strike the most beautiful note in this medicated moisturizing hand lotion that I make by winging it on the homestead. I mix a…
Pikku, the dog, is a bit of a handful. Partly just because she is huge. Partly because she is all sass and teenage doggy angst. Very sweet, good heart but…
The weather is still off stinking… I can’t believe it. I have never seen a July this ugly. The humidity is absolutely suffocating…. It is sort of raining… I have…
This morning, was a book club brunch tea meeting. For which I made baked pear. This is so simple. The only tough part is scooping it out to create the…
One thing is guaranteed, when you keep goats. They are endlessly searching for a way out of their enclosure. Endlessly putting in a concerted effort to even invent one. Here,…