Gazette

I feel a sense of pride. Tonight Dr. Farmer  Moomin, and I taught ourselves to can. We explored our new water canner with some bought apples. I am grateful to…

Quarantine continues here in Boston. Each day, the air gets cleaner. We have had weird weather freak snow storms…. At one point we lost power due to weather. But today,…

The jonquils dance today in the cold early spring  breeze. It’s so  nice to see them. We have been here so long now, I greet them in the spring as…

Trapped like the rest of you due to the situation with the Corona Virus, I have become trail cook so to speak. We homestead folk, like the rest of you…

Welcome to 2020 Wildflower Farm Lock Down! I wish I were kidding. But we are going to extremes right now to have little to no contact with the world. We…

It may be winter, but we have no snow. At the moment we are dealing with temperatures in the 50s. Only last week it hit 65 degrees in Antarctica. And…

This is just not my day… It started off terrible. First at about 2 am one of the dogs crawled into bed and ultimately pushed me right out. Got back…

The mist has once again come to visit, it is playing in the forest with the trees. It rolled in with the wet and cold as if it were a…

The mist is thick, as we are not an intervale farm, sitting up high on ridge in the foot hills not far from Wachusett Mountain. We sit surrounded today in…

One of the most important parts of farming and homesteading is organization. This pot rack ran us $110. It’s a bit of a DIY.  These three wooden bars are antique…

The hearth of the home is a special place. Especially here. The whole house revolves around the hearth. That is simply the lay out. I enjoy sitting near  the fire…

The darkness of the night rides on the back of the New England mist, as it rolls in as a thick veil of fog. I can smell the cold rain…

It is a lovely day here at Wildflower, the weather is nice not too cold, we have wispy clouds, and  sunshine, and it feels like early spring. Inside, I am…

It’s perhaps my least  favorite day of the year. Outside I smell rain slicked ice and the damp NE cold. Inside I smell a that nice wood stove cozy smell.…

It’s been one of those days….. My dogs climbing me all day like some sort of woman shaped jungle gym. They step in every  tender place and cause pain as…

Today, I am the matriarch of the house…. But  as a child, it  was my mum who filled the roll I fill now. Every Christmas morning after presents, we would…