Shown I do believe Mama is officially pregnant! How do I know without a blood test or an ultrasound? She’s asking for love and letting me pet her again, with a passion 🙂 She is usually very aloof, but we learned last year that this changes dramatically when she’s pregnant.…
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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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Where the heck did summer go? How is it possibly already September?! And why is the season shifting so swiftly?! And yet it is. The shift from summer to fall is upon us… With the first leaves turning, the later sunrises, the stormy afternoons, the fruit in pure abundance, and…
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Yes, the Peach Abundance is starting to roll in and I couldn’t be more excited! I’ve never grown/harvested my very own peaches before and there’s just something about The First Time, isn’t there? So, with about 1/3 of the tree fully ripe and ready for harvest, we spent Sunday picking,…
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I’ve come to the realization that the Urban Farm we left behind is no longer an Urban Farm. It’s a nice house on a tiny piece of property with a ton of potential and all the infrastructure someone would need to turn it back into an urban farm, sure. .…
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Oh man, has it been a rough summer for the garden! Between a rough June for us healthwise, extended 100* temps and water restrictions on the acequia (curtailment) in July, and a late-to-arrive monsoon season here in the high desert, we’re kicking off August at about 1/5th our original potential…
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Yes, yes there is. . . A hornworm that eats your tomatoes 🙁 On a bright note, the ducks absolutely love them as late afternoon, tasty treats 😉 xoxo, M
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I’ve been reflecting on titles and labels a bit recently. Maybe it’s the transition I’m making as I settle into my new job and introduce myself over and over and over again to people who seem genuinely curious about who I am. . . Or the fact that Kim and I…