While sitting on my back porch this morning, I saw two large black birds standing in our garden adjacent to our hen-house.
I squinted and got up from my seat to get a better look, and I saw that they were vultures, just standing there beside our well-house.
I went out to shew them away and to see why they were there, thinking there were probably dead animals out there.
But when I got to where they were, I saw all our birds (chickens, ducks and turkeys) alive, standing at the fence on the outside looking in at them. It was like they were having a staring contest — a showdown at sundown, only it was 8:30 in the morning!
I was yelling at the vultures, briefly thinking this may not be such a smart move, but I did so anyway, and they flew out of the garden and into the side pasture.
Our kids love cereal, particularly our boys. I think they would eat it all day, every day if I let them. But I don’t.
However, I’m fine with letting them drink as much milk as they want. That’s because our milk comes from our own animals.
This is a chore my husband is not particularly fond of, and he often wonders if the cost of obtaining that milk is truly appreciated by all those who consume it.
So, in the interest of having our kids better understand the cost of our milk, I started having them recently go out with my husband each time he milked and be a part of the process. Continue reading “The Cost of Our Milk”
In late February Ty and I attended a 3-day Beginning Beekeeping class taught by our County Extension Agent. It was my first exposure to learning anything about honeybees.
Personally, I have always had an aversion to bees in general, and I never paid much attention to learning anything about them. I just knew they stung, and I didn’t want to get stung.
When we first moved into my grandparents’ home over ten years ago, they had big azalea bushes by the front door, and I always hated going through the front door in the summer because these giant furry bees (bumble bees) would be lingering right there, buzzing loudly.
So, I typically just stayed inside.
Ty kept telling me they wouldn’t bother me as long as I didn’t bother them, but that didn’t stop me from wanting to steer clear from them no matter what. Over time I got a little braver, but not much.
We have two beautiful Dogwoods in our front yard, one nestled between the outbuildings behind our house, and dozens scattered throughout the woods that border the back of our property.
They are not only aesthetically beautiful, but also very well-mannered.
Requiring little to no input or maintenance, they enhance the overall landscape we are aiming for.
Given their medium size and their preference for dappled shade, they fill a void in the three-dimensional space without being problematic, providing dappled shade themselves.
While the fruit of this species is not meant for human consumption, the trees provide fodder for the birds and animals in their natural habitat as well as our own domesticated herds.
I imagine there are other benefits of the Dogwood by way of its bark, branches, leaves, root and berries that I am not even aware of yet, such as possible healing properties or resource material for particular sorts of construction or fuel.
Did you know… The Flowering Dogwood is Virginia’s State Tree and State Flower (and the name of my first elementary school in New Jersey 😉 ).
In an attempt to better manage the trees on our property for both short- and long-term benefit, I think it’s important for our kids to understand what we have, and why we’re doing what we’re doing.
This morning on our day off from work, my husband served me this delicious dish. He calls it Eggs a la Wiggle. 🙂
For the past several months, my husband has been using his culinary gifts in creating delectable dishes containing our farm fresh eggs and grass-fed beef, with cheese and garden greens purchased from the local grocery store.
This morning he made his way out to our gardens to gather fresh greens, some of which he planted last season and some this past December. These beautiful greens are what you see in the above masterpiece. 😛
For the land that you are entering to take possession of it is not like the land of Egypt, from which you have come, where you sowed your seed and irrigated it, like a garden of vegetables.
But the land that you are going over to possess is a land of hills and valleys, which drinks water by the rain from heaven, a land that the LORD your God cares for. The eyes of the LORD your God are always upon it, from the beginning of the year to the end of the year. (Deuteronomy 11:10-12 ESV)
Have you ever paid attention to the lay of the land of Egypt…
And the lay of the land the Israelites went in to possess…
Given the natural lay of the land, the Egyptians had to create their own irrigation system to collect rain water throughout the land in order to grow crops. Whereas the Promised Land had a series of hills and valleys that were naturally formed to do the job. Continue reading “A Land of Hills and Valleys”