It's Saturday night, and the thunder is rolling into town. Crackling outside the open bedroom window, the claps sounding as if they are over the lake. The breezy air has finally cooled, and the drops are just starting to settle on the pavement below. Miss N is making magic in the kitchen downstairs. The whir of the Kitchen Aid and clanking of pans will yield homemade ice cream sandwiches by the end of the night. And yet, it feels quiet. Quiet in my head and in my heart. Calm.…Continue
Remember how earlier in the week I shared news of our farm? And then I typed these fateful words:
If all goes well, we hope to be farm owners this July (next month)! We are prepared for the inevitable hiccups and heartaches along the way, so we’re not attached to an exact date (although we do give up our city home on July 31!). At this point, the thought of non-stop action to…
This is a time for practicing patience, a time to be grateful for a full life and busy days.
You see, we found a farm. Our farm. A farm we knew to be ours as soon as we turned the corner onto Stuart Road and laid our eyes on the white colonial house set against the red barn in the distance, a sloping pasture of beef steer between us. It was the first clear-blue-sky day of the year, the first warmth of spring even though we were well into April. The image is framed in my mind...as we…Continue
It's been a long while since I've peddled a long distance, and Saturday's Ride to Farm was just the right reason to do so! I can imagine nothing so grand as a rolling ride through the green hills of Wisconsin's Driftless Region, a meandering loop from Barneveld to Dodgeville to Spring Green and…Continue
On June 1st, Miss N and I are riding our bikes. We are hopping on the saddle for a purpose. A program near and dear to our hearts, one that has benefited us and at least 400 other beginning farmers across the state. We'll be peddling 55 miles as part of Ride to Farm, the 1oth annual long-distance fundraiser for the…Continue
Added by vanessa jean on May 20, 2013 at 11:00pm — No Comments
It's official. We're looking for land.
It's been unofficial for a while. Like the few years of dreaming in Portland, when I didn't quite know how the farm would fall into place. Then I met N in Boston, and we formed a shared vision for our farm while also acting superbly academic through two very-hard-to-sit-behind-a-desk years of grad school in Boston. Ick, Boston. There is only so much farming to be done in Boston, so we created an academic project allowing us to work with…Continue
This is Banana Cream Pie. He (or she) is the leader of one not-so-mean gang of Soay sheep, heritage pigs and piglets, ducks, geese and chicken running around this place. You see, as it turns out, if you work for a farmer and she thinks you are responsible, you'll get invited to do fun things like farm sit for other local farms. So, for the past week I have had the…Continue
Added by vanessa jean on February 22, 2012 at 5:07pm — No Comments