It’s that time of year again when the agony of cold winter weather starts to fade, and gives way to the warmth of the sun and fresh spring air. Just like many, I really love this time of year. Rather then waiting for the groundhog to see his shadow or not, I just watch for… Continue reading Spring is coming
It’s been far too long since I have been able to write a post. After nine months of living in a rual mountain town of 300, I finally have internet again. As challenging as it was, I did learn was how much I relied on technology even while homesteading. I’m addicted to Google. I want… Continue reading The Possitive Side of Failing
Most people probably think I’m crazy or weird. I usually get some odd looks when I tell them about what I do. I understand farming and homesteading isn’t for everyone. But for me, I found a passion in it. I follow that passion, and it makes for a pretty good life. That being said,… Continue reading A New Addition
When I started planning last years garden in the early spring of 2016, I had a few things I intended on doing. 1-Grow enough food to feed the family, and treats for the animals. 2-Preserve the extras by canning, dehydrating, or freezing. 3-Grow open pollinated and heirloom plants to save seeds. I succeeded for the… Continue reading The Fourth Garden
The last four months for my family have been filled with chaos. The holidays have been a big contributor with a good month of dinners and family get togethers which I absolutely love. But the biggest factor has been embracing a huge new change for us. The biggest consumption of our time the last 4… Continue reading Moving to the mountains
Around the end of September about a week before my birthday I got a phone call from my sister. “Happy birthday, I got you a pig!” Now most people would think that was odd, but for me that was the perfect present. My continuously expanding farm has turned from a part time hobby to a… Continue reading Mother of Pigs
I have officially declared war on squash bugs. After coming home after a two week vacation in Oregon and finding almost all my pumpkin and squash dead, I’ve decided they have to go.