Gravity-fed water means one of two things: either our house goes down or the water tank goes up. In our case, the water tank had to come up. On flat ground, everyone got into the action – even little Ruthie who somehow became the one-shoe wonder at some point. (Stewart is on the other side…
When I was eight months pregnant with Annabelle and Stewart had to do more of the water hauling for dishes, filtering, and laundry; he put a solar-powered pump into the old cabin. It was a sort of stopgap between having to haul water for everything in those months surrounding a birth and our plan to…
I have been trying to put together a number of blog posts lately. I wanted to share the chicks – some purchased, some hatched at home – that are running alongside our laying hens, increasing the flock. I have some garden photos filled with weeds and potatoes and some turnips I might pull and ferment…
Boy am I grateful for homegrown food. The most recent batch of roosters to hit the chopping block weren’t even ours but we’re glad to take them. Store-bought food is either frighteningly cheap (in every single way) or crazy expensive and maybe a little more worth it. I stand there in the grocery store…
