Remember the two chicks that hatched in, oh, September? Here they are. One is named Tubaloth and the other Fang, but only the kids know which is which.
The chicks are growing up. Emma snapped this picture the other day and it’s a little fuzzy, but you can see that they’re quite a bit larger than …

Here I am putting insulation on the chicken coop roof. (The long gimcrack in the foreground is the feeder.)With my ravishing good looks in coveralls and high-fashion cap, I’m ready for the cover of Vogue.
I heard once that ducks are cold-tolerant because they’re descended from wild ducks that live in cold wildlands; and chickens are …

Well, I was all set to give you the recipe for granola bars today, but since I am about to spend much of the day baking for the local Christmas Craft Bazaar which takes place tomorrow, I decided to give you something sweet instead. I don’t know how you feel about Lemon Bars, but I …

We had a chestnut tree in the back yard when we lived in town. It was a beautiful tree and I remember the spiky chestnuts and the racoon Jess saw in its branches (the only coon I ever saw in a tree; almost the only coon I ever saw period). But there are no chestnut …

No, sorry, nope, no. Nobody wins. What’s in the box? Why, a rooster, of course! What else would you keep in a toilet box in your laundry room? Sheesh!
Thereby hangs a tale.
The rooster’s name is Absalom, and he’s a beautiful Buff Brahma bantam bubbling with bluster and bursting with bouyant bravado. So much so that …

Well, here we are hanging yesterday’s popcorn strings on the tree. This was a hard shot to get; the kids were bouncing back and forth between Mom, The Dispenser of All Correct Ornaments, and the tree, tripping over each other in the process. So they’re a little blurry. But the tree is done, the rooms …

From left: Katie, Natalie (sorry about your head, Nat), Becca, and Abby string popcorn for the tree
Well as you might have guessed, I took a few days off of work last week for the Thanksgiving holiday (as you might have done too). My parents were visiting for the last time before they leave for their …

These trees grew on our mountainside in the sunshine and rain during their dozen years of life. They were brought down by weather or a chain saw, coming though the quiet woods to thin out the stands of weak timber to let sunshine reach the ground again. Their branches and sawdust went back into the …

Well, the glass is finally on the greenhouse. Yahoo! All I have to do now is finish wrapping it with plastic sheeting to keep the snow out of it. You can see that we’ve put our bikes and various other summer paraphernalia in there to keep them out of the snow; but later on this …

Do you ever get tired of making breakfast? I sure do. I have 35 minutes every weekday to get something made for 9 people so I can send half of them out the door with a full stomach. Breakfast can’t be very fancy in that amount of time, and I have a couple of picky …