Farm Blog

“Not all plants have your best interests at heart,” I remind myself as I snap off a piece of the chocolate bars in the freezer. Senia brought us a bag from the Theo chocolate dumpster. Dark chocolate with coconut and salted peanuts, bits of toffee encased in bittersweet goodness—I long for that hit of sugar and theobromine. Saskia said we should keep an eye out for a package from her and open it right away. Since Saskia’s correspondence is liable to be delicious, I was hap

"Where's that gobbling coming from?" I walked out of our bedroom scratching my head. The farm's new tom turkeys have added a new element to the farm soundtrack. When I heard the claws and stomping, I looked up to see the smaller tom on the porch roof, displaying vigorously for his reflection in the upper windows. The turkey was also adding fertilizer to our roof. And tracking it back in forth. I didn't quite clean it up before the rain washed it all into Daniel's porch-si

Linn had somehow found me online, and decided I would be a suitable owner for a rabbit named Murphy. I talked to Daniel about this. “Someone wants to give us a fluffy rabbit with one testicle,” I said. You can’t make this stuff up. I didn’t know anything else about Murphy until Linn handed him to me. A pedigreed English Angora, Murphy had the run of the house before we got him, but he seemed very happy indeed to settle into a cage between two lady rabbits. He has also bee