First Wave of Fall

The Festival of Family Farms marks a turning point for me. The weekend itself, always the first in October, is usually sunny and clear. However, there is a crispness in the air and the evening darkness seems to slip in quite early.  Things slow down on the farm and I can finally start to look […]

12th Lambs & My Favorite Poem

On a frigid, but sunny, January evening we had our first set of triplets born on the farm. The next day the Seahawks won the Superbowl against the Denver Broncos. We normally give our new lambs a name that has the first letter as their mother. So Ruth’s babies became Richard Sherman, Russell Wilson and Rose.

 

We […]