We spent some very intentional time with The Boys over the last few days…watching them, playing with them, feeding them grain…thanking them. Thanking them for their lessons… For their beauty… For their grace. Thanking them for stepping into our lives and showing us another piece of ourselves in this grand…
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I’ve been missing this space and, being so full of so many stories to tell, unsure of how to make a re-entry. And so here we are, more than half-way through October and I’m barely editing many of September’s captures. I’ll chalk it up to the busy-ness of work and…
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…who stands out from the rest, isn’t there? One whose feathers are different than all of her sisters… One who grabs your heart (even when you’ve promised yourself to not let that happen again this year like it has in the past)! Two years ago it was Lavender Lily, this year…
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It’s finished! It’s finally finished! It took two full months and more brain power than I anticipated to complete (being a new-to-me stitch and all) but it’s all done and I’m pretty happy with my first ever Granny Square blanket! A photo posted by Melissa (@evergrowingfarm) on Aug 28, 2016…
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With our Freezer Wealth bursting at the seams with the nine ducks, seven turkeys, and five chickens that have recently been culled, I am humbled by the quiet that whispers through the property these days. There will be more to say about the process, the plans, and the recipes (especially…
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All grown up and completely gorgeous, our Muscovy ducklings are no longer ducklings! Instead, they’re trying to fly all over the garden and eating us out of house and home with their love of and obsession for chicken scratch as a snack! So, I’ve been joking on social media that…
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With almost six weeks invested, in tiny increments of actual Crochet Time (mostly in the truck on the commute to and from work), and 54 granny squares created, my first Granny Square Blanket (er…throw) simply needs to be stitched together! It’s almost silly how excited I am about this simple…
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Because he didn’t know that that’s where the coyotes live 😉 Despite their cute beginnings and all our hope for gobs of pure white eggs, our Leghorn chicks have grown into the most ridiculous chicken raising experience to date. Between their flightiness (yes, you all warned us) and our dogs,…